1PM
Jas The Producer Lyrics
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I can't tell if yall would ever really miss me when it's over
Rappers runnin outta gas while I'm tryna stay sober
Four doors on the benz like the leaves up on my clover
I don't wanna be alone
I don't want it all to end
I'm just sitting in my bathroom knowing I'm my only friend
I can't show yall my emotions cuz I gotta be a man
Looking at my swollen hands, I be climbing up the ladder
I been running from the law
Cap his jaw when it shatters
I am toxic, I am dying, and I know it never mattered
Cause my eyebags droopin' while my pockets getting fatter, on the gang
I'm so tired of waking up and controlling all the habits
I'm so tired of waking up and knowing I'm a faggot
I been sleeping at my dogs
Got a pistol in my jacket
Got a bottle in the cabinet, a devil at my tail
Yeah the train goes bye, put my neck up on the rain
I throw my hands to the sky for my brothers in the jail
I got the voices in my head to remind me when I fail
I put the dope on the scale
Attach it to your tail dog
In these poignant lyrics from Jas The Producer's song, "1PM," the artist delves into deep emotions and struggles that he faces in his life. The opening lines, "Ain't nobody got my back but I got people on my shoulders," suggest that while he feels burdened and lonely in his own battles, he still carries the weight of others on his shoulders. This juxtaposition of isolation and responsibility sets the tone for the emotional complexity of the song.
The lyrics express a sense of uncertainty and insecurity, as he questions whether anyone would truly miss him if he were gone. This vulnerability is further highlighted when he mentions his struggles with substance abuse, contrasting it with his desire to stay sober while others seem to be losing their way. The imagery of the four doors on the Benz symbolizing the leaves on his clover hints at a fragile balance he tries to maintain in his life.
The artist grapples with themes of loneliness and self-acceptance, lamenting his solitude and revealing his inner turmoil. He shares his innermost thoughts, confessing that he feels trapped in a cycle of expectations and societal norms that prevent him from fully expressing his emotions. The reference to not wanting it all to end and feeling like his own friend in the bathroom shows the depth of his internal struggles and the facade of strength he feels he must uphold as a man.
Throughout the lyrics, there is a raw honesty and vulnerability as he confronts his own demons and battles with self-destructive tendencies. He acknowledges his flaws and imperfections, grappling with his own identity and the societal labels imposed upon him. The imagery of climbing up the ladder while running from the law and facing his own mortality underscores the darkness that looms over him, despite moments of fleeting success and material gain. The weight of his past choices and the voices in his head serve as constant reminders of his failures and struggles, culminating in a harrowing depiction of inner turmoil and self-destructive behavior.
Line by Line Meaning
Ain't nobody got my back but I got people on my shoulders
I feel like I have to carry the weight of others, even though I have no one to rely on for support.
I can't tell if yall would ever really miss me when it's over
I question whether anyone would truly care if I were gone.
Rappers runnin outta gas while I'm tryna stay sober
While others are struggling, I am trying to maintain sobriety and focus.
Four doors on the benz like the leaves up on my clover
My car symbolizes my lucky charm, providing comfort and stability.
I don't wanna be alone
I fear being isolated and disconnected from others.
I don't want it all to end
I am afraid of the unknown and the idea of it all coming to an end.
I'm just sitting in my bathroom knowing I'm my only friend
I find solace in solitude, relying on myself for emotional support.
I can't show yall my emotions cuz I gotta be a man
I feel pressured to conform to societal expectations of masculinity and hide my vulnerability.
I never came out my mama, I hate playing pretend
I struggle with authenticity and pretending to hide my true feelings.
Looking at my swollen hands, I be climbing up the ladder
Despite obstacles, I continue to strive for success and progress.
I been running from the law
I am engaging in risky behavior and trying to avoid consequences.
Cap his jaw when it shatters
I am prepared to defend myself aggressively if needed.
I am toxic, I am dying, and I know it never mattered
I recognize my destructive behavior patterns and feel a sense of hopelessness.
Cause my eyebags droopin' while my pockets getting fatter, on the gang
My physical appearance reflects my struggles, while I am gaining material wealth.
I'm so tired of waking up and controlling all the habits
I am exhausted from constantly battling and trying to manage my addictions.
I'm so tired of waking up and knowing I'm a faggot
I am worn down by facing the prejudice and discrimination because of my sexual orientation.
I been sleeping at my dogs
I am living recklessly and unpredictably, putting myself at risk.
Got a pistol in my jacket
I carry a weapon for protection and as a symbol of power.
Got a bottle in the cabinet, a devil at my tail
I turn to substances to cope, while feeling pursued by my own personal demons.
Yeah the train goes bye, put my neck up on the rain
Feeling useless and neglected, I am willing to take risks and face danger.
I throw my hands to the sky for my brothers in the jail
I offer my prayers and support to those who are suffering and incarcerated.
I got the voices in my head to remind me when I fail
My inner dialogue is filled with self-doubt and criticism, highlighting my shortcomings.
I put the dope on the scale
I weigh the consequences of my actions and choices, especially related to substance abuse.
Attach it to your tail dog
I warn others about the risks and consequences of following in my footsteps.
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Josiah Simpson
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