Krizz Kaliko began his musical career in the late 1990s when he began working with a local producer by the name of IcyRoc Kraven. Another local rapper by the name of Tech N9ne was also collaborating with IcyRoc at the time, which led to the two rappers meeting. Tech N9ne was currently working on a song titled "Who You Came To See" and Krizz made a comment that the song could have a better hook. Tech offered up the opportunity to prove his case, and Tech was blown away when Kaliko proved just that. Tech would bring Kaliko into his "inner circle" which would eventually result in Kaliko signing to the label co-owned by his new found friend.
Since then, Kaliko has often contributed to albums put out by Tech N9ne, be it being featured as a rapper or simply providing background vocals for the tracks on the album. Although the largest portion of his work is that of his collaborations with Tech, he has also performed similar tasks for fellow labelmates Kutt Calhoun, Skatterman & Snug Brim, and Prozak. Other collaborations include tracks with the Kottonmouth Kings, Potluck, E-40, and Twiztid.
His debut album, Vitiligo released in May 6, 2008, charted on several Billboard charts including peaking at number 19 on the Top Independent Albums in the week of May 28, 2008. In the same week, he peaked at number 167 on the Billboard 200.
His second studio album, Genius, was released on July 14, 2009.
Krizz has chosen the title Shock Treatment for his third studio album. Other titles he considered were "Son of Sam" and "Walk on Water."
Krizz Kaliko is married and has a son, both are mentioned in his music.
He also suffers from the disease, Vitiligo, a skin disorder characterized by smooth, white patches on various parts of the body caused by the loss of natural pigment. Several of these patches are clearly visible on his face. He would later use the name of the disease he suffers from as the title for his debut album. Krizz has also been diagnosed with Bipolar disorder. On his second album, he titled one of the tracks after the disorder.
Hello Walls
Krizz Kaliko Lyrics
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It's like I'm yelling, but I'm whispering
It's like it doesn't even matter
Talking fast
But it's idle chatter
If you can feel me hear me out
I got something to talk 'bout
I promise I won't waste your time
[Chorus]
Hello walls, hello ceiling
No ones home, and I'm feeling
All alone
Hello bed, hello pillow
When I'm high, I still feel low
No one knows me like my things
But no one answers when I scream
Hello walls
(And I keep feeling invisible)
Laying in this bed I fear
Me filling my brain with some leads right near
I think if I do this my head I clear
Or maybe I should overdose on this meds right here
Every time I get ahead a wall hits me, fall quick
Do y'all history
When it comes to my odd history it was all iffy
The laws just be raw, this we call shifty
Tall chips to fix me ball stall it be all thrifty
I don't let nobody see my pain
Behind these walls, bet this blade will help me see my veins
Cause these walls are caving in and the ceilings getting closer to me
Everybody is unhappy with me and taking away all my doses of doozy
I feel so, helpless and nervous that I will go
Ill so, freaking real though and spill slow
Caribou coffee tryna stop my bulu nil
So my grill show daily, but nightly tears upon my pillow
Right now I'm real low
[Chorus]
My life looks like a party that never ends
I can't tell what's business and what's fiends
I think they pretend to like me
And I'm slighty get thrown off my look now
Why they phone of the hook, huh?
It's getting harder, to make it through the weekend
I try to push it farther, they act like I ain't speakin'
I walk to the door, there's no one else to walk to
I talk to the wall, there's no one else to talk to
(And I keep feeling invisible)
[Chorus]
Krizz Kaliko's song "Hello Walls" is a hauntingly beautiful ode to loneliness and isolation. The opening lines of the song paint a picture of someone struggling to be heard, to have their voice acknowledged by others. The singer feels like they are screaming into the void, shouting at the top of their lungs, yet nobody seems to hear them. It's a feeling that many people can relate to, particularly in today's world where communication can often feel very fragmented and disconnected.
The song then goes on to explore the idea of finding solace in one's possessions, in the familiarity of one's own surroundings. The singer speaks to the walls and the ceiling, the bed and the pillow, as if they are old friends who know and understand them better than anyone else. They talk about feeling alone, even when surrounded by people, and the sadness of being unable to connect with others on a deeper level.
As the song progresses, the lyrics become darker and more desperate. The singer contemplates self-harm and suicide as a way of escaping their pain. They feel like they are constantly hitting walls in their life, and that nobody understands or cares about their struggles. The chorus, with its haunting repetition of "hello walls, hello ceiling," perfectly captures the sense of isolation and despair that the singer is feeling.
Overall, "Hello Walls" is a powerful and moving song about the loneliness and disconnection that many people experience in their lives. It's a reminder of the importance of human connection and the dangers of allowing oneself to become too isolated.
Line by Line Meaning
Is anybody listening?
I feel like I'm talking to a void, as if no one is willing to hear me out.
It's like I'm yelling, but I'm whispering
I feel like I'm not being heard even when I speak louder than usual.
It's like it doesn't even matter
I feel like my words and emotions don't hold much value or significance.
Talking fast
I'm trying to convey my message in a hurry, but it seems futile.
But it's idle chatter
I feel like I'm just talking for the sake of talking, without any real substance or purpose.
If you can feel me hear me out
If anyone can relate to my situation, please listen to me and try to understand.
I got something to talk 'bout
I have something important to share, but no one seems to care enough to hear me out.
I promise I won't waste your time
I assure you that what I'm about to say is worth your attention and won't be a waste of time.
Nevermind, I'm like
Actually, forget it. It seems like no one is interested in what I have to say, anyway.
Hello walls, hello ceiling
I'm addressing the inanimate objects around me because I feel like they're the only ones who will listen.
No ones home, and I'm feeling
I feel abandoned and alone, as if everyone has left me behind.
All alone
I'm completely isolated and disconnected from the world around me.
Hello bed, hello pillow
I'm addressing the objects that give me comfort and solace because they're the only things I can rely on.
When I'm high, I still feel low
Even when I'm under the influence of drugs or alcohol, I still feel empty and unhappy inside.
No one knows me like my things
The possessions I own are the only things that truly understand me and my struggles.
But no one answers when I scream
Even when I cry out for help, no one seems to hear my pleas or respond to my needs.
Laying in this bed I fear
I feel scared and anxious while lying in bed, as if something threatening is lurking nearby.
Me filling my brain with some leads right near
I'm contemplating doing something harmful to myself, such as taking drugs or self-harming.
I think if I do this my head I clear
I'm under the misconception that harming myself will alleviate my pain and struggles.
Or maybe I should overdose on this meds right here
I'm considering overdosing on medication as a way to escape my problems.
Every time I get ahead a wall hits me, fall quick
Whenever I feel like I'm making progress, life throws another obstacle in my way and I fall back down.
Do y'all history
Take a look at my past and you'll understand why I feel the way I do.
When it comes to my odd history it was all iffy
My past is a bit unusual and complicated, making it difficult for others to relate to my struggles.
The laws just be raw, this we call shifty
The laws that govern society seem unjust and unfair, making my situation even more challenging.
Tall chips to fix me ball stall it be all thrifty
It takes a lot of money and resources to help me overcome my problems, and it's not easy to obtain those resources.
I don't let nobody see my pain
I try to hide my struggles and pain from others, as if it's a source of shame or embarrassment.
Behind these walls, bet this blade will help me see my veins
I'm considering self-harming as a way to alleviate my pain or express my emotions in a physical way.
Cause these walls are caving in and the ceilings getting closer to me
I feel like the walls are closing in on me, as if there's no escape from my problems.
Everybody is unhappy with me and taking away all my doses of doozy
Everyone around me seems to disapprove of my actions and decisions, and I'm being deprived of the things that once brought me joy or escape.
I feel so, helpless and nervous that I will go
I feel powerless to change my situation and anxious about what the future holds for me.
Ill so, freaking real though and spill slow
I'm sick and tired of pretending that everything is okay, and I want to express my emotions more honestly and openly.
Caribou coffee tryna stop my bulu nil
Even something as simple as drinking coffee is being taken away from me, adding to my frustration and despair.
So my grill show daily, but nightly tears upon my pillow
During the day, I put on a brave face and try to act like everything is okay. But at night, I cry myself to sleep and confront the reality of my situation.
Right now I'm real low
At this moment, I feel extremely depressed and hopeless.
My life looks like a party that never ends
From the outside, my life may seem exciting and fun. But in reality, it's filled with pain and struggle.
I can't tell what's business and what's fiends
I'm unable to distinguish between what's important for my career and what's detrimental to my well-being.
I think they pretend to like me
I suspect that the people in my life only pretend to care about me, and that their affection is insincere.
And I'm slighty get thrown off my look now
I'm starting to question my own appearance and behavior because of how others perceive me.
Why they phone off the hook, huh?
I'm wondering why people aren't reaching out to me or responding to my attempts at communication.
It's getting harder, to make it through the weekend
As time goes on, it's becoming increasingly difficult to cope with my struggles, particularly on the weekends when I have more free time.
I try to push it farther, they act like I ain't speakin'
I'm pushing myself to overcome my problems, but others seem to be ignoring my efforts or not taking me seriously.
I walk to the door, there's no one else to walk to
I'm feeling isolated and alone, as if there's no one left to turn to or rely on for help.
I talk to the wall, there's no one else to talk to
I'm talking to myself or the inanimate objects around me because there's no one else present to listen or respond.
(And I keep feeling invisible)
Despite my efforts to reach out for help and express myself, I feel like no one is acknowledging my existence or struggles.
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DOOMDIGI
Ive been totaly disabled after iraq since 2009 ,,,nothng but pain,,,scars,,,and pain meds,,,today i saw this for the first time and just broke down,,,sleepless nights,,,i sit and lay alone in bed t weak n tired ,,hello walls,,,i look out the window and wish,,,,This song just moved a Mountain for me.
Cassie Cleghorn
I'm so sorry literally crying from ur comment... virtual hug..
Lorenzo Casarez
Please share your story and know your loved I can only imagine what your going through daily. I hope your happy in some way man
BallietBran
❤️
Jacqueline cruz
I feel u. Disabled no friends just walls n broken phone.
PhonePhreak3z
I love you brother
dubiousjack
This man right here has written my five favorite songs of all time.
- Genius
- Bipolar
- Unstable
- Why Me
- (hands down number one) Hello Walls
Thank you Mr. Watson for all that you do and keep on making these masterpieces!
Mike Oxlong
stop the world is my jam
Dale Richardson
Also stop the world and pressure
SCOOBY WITH A DOOBIE
This, bipolar, anxiety, scars and his new one weight are so perfect