In the second half, Logic raps about the storyline of his second album, The Incredible True Story, where the main protagonists Thomas and Kai are on a quest for the planet Paradise.
Soul Food II
Logic Lyrics
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Crazy how one day, the legends forget that they equal
On this Under Pressure sequel
We not taking it back, we keepin' it pushing
People scared of change
But you'll find me deep in the cushion
Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing
Listening to beats, in the Bimmer cruisin'I think I got another hit, I could feel my body bruisin'
What's the conclusion of rappin'?
My hypothesis, I'm darker than Gotham is
Like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees
You better believe
I know how to turn a profit with ease
Die a critical lifestyle, I'm always overseas
Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees
What's the topic? I drop it
Fuck around then leave them all concussed
When I bust, no thrust, this world we livin' in is fucked
Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one
Your new shit ain't good as your old shit
'Til your new shit is your old shit, son
And then some, gotta get some
I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son
As an heirloom, not for looking as dope as I rhyme
As a representation to give your family your time
If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down
They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound
No matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground
That's the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth
Money ain't the key to happiness and this the proof
Modern day rap is like a golden era spoof
But a few of us were searching within the second renaissance
And I know that my debutantesBeen keeping the legacy going
By flowing so involuntarily seamless
Me and my team is finally reaping
What we been sowing like a seamstress
I said I'm on one, I know I'm unsung
Was livin' my life backward like Tariq on Undone
And now they wonder how I got over son (do you want more?)
Hell yeah, now check the method
I been livin' outside of pages for ages
Now I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back
From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC
It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC
Everlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night
Inhale, exhale, people hate
Oh well, 2012
Dreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL
2013, on the cover XXL
Livin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail
'Cause I prevail
But that's a story for another time
Story for another rhyme
And on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually
Greatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially
And if we're being modest then potentially
And if we're being humble then
Oh shit, it's Raquel, she's a fuckin thot
Ayy, fuck you guys, fuck you guys
Suck my dick
Straight on the basement mic
Ayy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man
I just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun
Back in the basement type shit
Ayo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world
Was talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl
The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station
Was home to the very last of the human population
The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai
And he's the man that discovered the Ultra85
Accompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia
Made of ones and zeros, she was a program
You could ask her any question even about the fall of man
Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space
That nobody before them had ever found in they database
I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race
The planet Paradise, Khai said that time is my God
It be very nice, traveling through outer space
We done had some scary nights
We done had some scary fights
All about that rap shit, how I like that trap shit
Thomas flood every bap shit
I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured
What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured?
Don't think that way my son
Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun
And if by chance we do come across an alien
I'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun
Set to kill, never stun
What, what, we get it done
Now the ship is enterin' the atmosphere
We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here
We gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man
And no matter what happens you know that we gon' stick to the plan
Understood? Understand, all good? Let's get it then
Once they touched down nobody could hear a sound
'Til they opened up the ship door, that rappelled to the ground
What they found, a planet full of life
A planet full of shit they never seen
Straight up out a movie scene
On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean?
Walk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world premiere
Thomas thinkin' 'bout the picture of his girl
That he left on the Aquarius Three in his dresser
Wishin' he could undress her
Give it up like no lesser
Khai thinkin' nuts like a professor
Wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher
Now is it us or is the natural life on this world the aggressor?
All the negative shit inside of his head, he need a refresher
Two men here to save the world, no pressure
Logic’s song “Soul Food II” reflects on his journey in the music industry and the challenges he has faced. The opening lines of the song “Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people, crazy how one day the legends forget that they equal” refers to the music industry and how artists can easily lose sight of their worth and fall victim to self-doubt. The lyrics go on to reflect on Logic’s experiences with success, reminding the listener that even when you win, it can feel like you’re losing. The chorus suggests that the music industry can be shallow and materialistic, with money not necessarily leading to happiness.
The song takes a more creative turn towards the end as it tells a story of two men from another world discovering a planet full of life and music. The use of science fiction elements and storytelling adds a layer of depth to the song, as Logic reflects on the universal power of music in bringing people together.
Overall, "Soul Food II" is a powerful reflection on the challenges of the music industry and the importance of staying true to yourself.
Line by Line Meaning
Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people
A moment of astonishment, reflecting on the depth and complexity of discussions I have with various individuals.
Crazy how one day, the legends forget that they equal
It's astonishing to witness how even the most celebrated figures can lose sight of their own humanity and equality with others.
On this Under Pressure sequel
Continuing the theme of intense personal struggle and revealing the pressures I face in this music industry.
We not taking it back, we keepin' it pushing
There’s no retreat in my journey; I'm committed to moving forward despite challenges.
People scared of change
Many individuals are intimidated by transformation and the unknown.
But you'll find me deep in the cushion
You'll discover me firmly planted in comfort and introspection, embracing the journey.
Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing
Paradoxically, triumphs often come with a sense of loss or emptiness, highlighting an internal conflict.
Listening to beats, in the Bimmer cruisin'
Enjoying my time driving while immersed in music, a source of reflection and creativity.
I think I got another hit, I could feel my body bruisin'
I sense the potential for another successful track, despite the toll of constant creative exertion.
What's the conclusion of rappin'?
Seeking to understand the ultimate purpose and meaning behind my craft of rap.
My hypothesis, I'm darker than Gotham is
My personal experiences and themes in my music explore darker, more complex subjects than even the fictional city of Gotham.
Like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees
Interpreting prophetic wisdom in a perplexing and intense manner, revealing deeper insights.
You better believe
It's essential to accept the gravity and truth of what I'm stating.
I know how to turn a profit with ease
I possess the skills and knowledge necessary to generate wealth without difficulty.
Die a critical lifestyle, I'm always overseas
Living a life that scrutinizes societal norms while frequently traveling around the globe.
Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees
Emphasizing my creative force and inspiration, often found in a relaxed state.
What's the topic? I drop it
I effortlessly introduce subjects and ideas, ready to engage in discussion.
Fuck around then leave them all concussed
My impact and delivery can leave listeners stunned and overwhelmed.
When I bust, no thrust, this world we livin' in is fucked
When I deliver my lines, there's no sensationalism; instead, a grim reality is acknowledged regarding our society.
Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one
A satirical reference to the unspoken laws that govern the music industry, particularly the circulation of quality.
Your new shit ain't good as your old shit
A critique revealing that new works often fail to live up to the standards set by past successes.
‘Til your new shit is your old shit, son
Eventually, past works evolve into new standards, emphasizing the cyclical nature of creativity.
And then some, gotta get some
There's always more to achieve, urging a constant pursuit of greater success.
I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son
Sporting this luxury watch symbolizes not just wealth but a legacy for my child.
As an heirloom, not for looking as dope as I rhyme
This watch serves as a family treasure rather than a mere fashion statement, embodying values of heritage.
As a representation to give your family your time
It signifies the importance of dedicating time and love to family above material wealth.
If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down
Seeking genuine support in the music industry often results in disappointment and betrayal.
They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound
Recognition and love often come posthumously, highlighting the irony of success.
No matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground
Despite achieving widespread notoriety, artists often retain an essence of their original, unrecognized roots.
That's the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth
It’s a struggle to balance fame and authenticity, akin to a character on the brink of crisis.
Money ain't the key to happiness and this the proof
Wealth does not inherently lead to fulfillment; my life experiences underscore this reality.
Modern day rap is like a golden era spoof
Contemporary rap often imitates the style of past successes without embodying the depth or originality.
But a few of us were searching within the second renaissance
A select group is striving for artistic rebirth and genuine expression in the current landscape.
And I know that my debutantes
I am aware of the emerging talents contributing to this cultural resurgence.
Been keeping the legacy going
These new artists are ensuring that the value of our artistic history continues.
By flowing so involuntarily seamless
Their creative expressions emerge naturally, effortlessly blending with the genre.
Me and my team is finally reaping
My collaborators and I are beginning to enjoy the fruits of our hard work.
What we been sowing like a seamstress
We’ve meticulously crafted our artistry, much like a skilled seamstress creates their work.
I said I'm on one, I know I'm unsung
I feel inspired and realize my contributions might go unrecognized for now.
Was livin' my life backward like Tariq on Undone
My personal journey felt disjointed, similar to a narrative told in reverse.
And now they wonder how I got over son (do you want more?)
People are curious about my resilience; my journey raises questions about success and persistence.
Hell yeah, now check the method
Absolutely, now it's time to reveal the approach that has led to my accomplishments.
I been livin' outside of pages for ages
I've long been experiencing life beyond the conventional narratives often found in stories.
Now I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back
Returning to my roots, a place rich in cultural and musical heritage, filled with rhythm.
From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC
Acknowledging the geographical and cultural journey I've taken within the urban landscape.
It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC
Reflecting on how distant my past feels, almost like another era entirely.
Everlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night
Embracing moments of creativity and expression, even in the unexpected settings.
Inhale, exhale, people hate
Taking moments to breathe while recognizing the negativity that often surrounds me.
Oh well, 2012
Reflecting with indifference on past struggles and the passage of time.
Dreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL
Nostalgically yearning for the excitement and challenge of being a newcomer in the music scene.
2013, on the cover XXL
A recognition of the achievement that came shortly after my dreams began to materialize.
Livin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail
Metaphorically trapped by the demands of my career, yet I embrace this reality fully.
‘Cause I prevail
Yet, I ultimately succeed in navigating these challenges.
But that's a story for another time
Indicating that the details of my journey can be explored at a later point.
Story for another rhyme
Signifying that my life story continues to evolve, with more chapters yet to come.
And on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually
Even in difficult moments, I trust that brighter days lie ahead.
Greatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially
Confidently asserting my skill and impact in the realm of rap and poetry.
And if we're being modest then potentially
If we temper our self-assessment, my talents still resonate highly.
And if we're being humble then
Approaching my achievements from a place of humility, understanding the subjective nature of success.
Oh shit, it's Raquel, she's a fuckin thot
A sudden realization of someone’s unexpected nature, shifting the tone unexpectedly.
Ayy, fuck you guys, fuck you guys
A raw outburst, expressing frustration with critics or detractors.
Suck my dick
An unapologetic dismissal of negativity and a declaration of self-confidence.
Straight on the basement mic
Returning to the roots of my artistry, emphasizing a grassroot authenticity.
Ayy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man
Rejecting the focus on traditional humor or cleverness in favor of more genuine storytelling.
I just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun
Desiring to share real experiences and enjoy the creative process without constraints.
Back in the basement type shit
Evoking nostalgia for the early days of creativity, where uninhibited expression thrived.
Ayo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world
Beginning a narrative that blends science fiction with personal storytelling.
Was talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl
Engaging in deep conversations about culture and art with an artificial intelligence.
The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station
Setting the scene in a futuristic context, where humanity's last efforts are being explored.
Was home to the very last of the human population
Indicating a dire situation where human life is dwindling, adding urgency to the story.
The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai
Introducing key characters in this narrative, setting a personal tone.
And he's the man that discovered the Ultra85
Highlighting a pivotal character responsible for a significant discovery, adding intrigue.
Accompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia
Introducing an AI companion, emphasizing the relationship between humanity and technology.
Made of ones and zeros, she was a program
Describing her digital nature, showcasing the advances of technology in a futuristic setting.
You could ask her any question even about the fall of man
Emphasizing the depth of her knowledge, exploring philosophical questions around humanity.
Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space
A dramatic narrative shift as they stumble upon an extraordinary opportunity.
That nobody before them had ever found in they database
Revealing a groundbreaking discovery, unique and unprecedented in their exploration.
I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race
Speculating that this new planet holds promise for humanity's future survival.
The planet Paradise, Khai said that time is my God
Suggesting a utopian vision intertwined with Khai's philosophy about existence and time.
It be very nice, traveling through outer space
Admiring the beauty and wonder of space travel, full of potential and thrill.
We done had some scary nights
Acknowledging the challenges and dangers faced during their journey.
We done had some scary fights
Reflecting on conflicts that arose, adding to the tension of their experiences.
All about that rap shit, how I like that trap shit
Connecting personal preferences in music with the overarching narrative of their journey.
Thomas flood every bap shit
Referencing Thomas's passion for different musical genres, enriching the scene.
I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured
Expressing a longing for divine intervention and escape from current realities.
What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured?
Contemplating the dangers of encountering extraterrestrial life and the unknown.
Don't think that way my son
A comforting reminder to remain optimistic despite uncertainties.
Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun
Reassuring confidence that positivity and enjoyment await amidst challenges.
And if by chance we do come across an alien
Considering the possibilities of encountering life on another planet.
I'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun
Playfully asserting a readiness to defend against potential threats in a lighthearted way.
Set to kill, never stun
The weapon is designed to eliminate threats rather than incapacitate.
What, what, we get it done
Proclaiming confidence in their abilities to handle whatever comes their way.
Now the ship is enterin' the atmosphere
Transitioning into a new and potentially transformative phase of their journey.
We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here
Intending to quickly assess their new environment before retreating to safety.
We gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man
Ensuring the new planet holds potential for human life and survival.
And no matter what happens you know that we gon' stick to the plan
Commitment to their mission and the predetermined objectives regardless of obstacles.
Understood? Understand, all good? Let's get it then
A call to action, confirming readiness and understanding before proceeding.
Once they touched down nobody could hear a sound
Dramatic silence envelops the moment as they arrive in an unknown world.
‘Til they opened up the ship door, that rappelled to the ground
A suspenseful moment builds as they prepare to explore this new frontier.
What they found, a planet full of life
An astonishing revelation that the planet teems with vitality and potential.
A planet full of shit they never seen
Discovering unfamiliar ecosystems and possibly astonishing sights that are foreign to them.
Straight up out a movie scene
The environment feels surreal, akin to a visually stunning cinematic backdrop.
On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean?
Blend of groundbreaking creativity and complexity reminiscent of iconic filmmakers.
Walk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted
Exploring this rich world took a toll on them, highlighting the overwhelming nature of new discoveries.
If it wasn't for the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The power of music sustains them, providing comfort and connection amid uncharted territories.
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
The track playing is from an artist whom both characters admire and respect.
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world premiere
This moment marks the debut of a beloved song in an entirely new setting, making it special.
Thomas thinkin' 'bout the picture of his girl
His mind wanders to loved ones back on Earth, adding a layer of emotional depth.
That he left on the Aquarius Three in his dresser
He left personal mementos behind, suggesting a longing for home and connection.
Wishin' he could undress her
A playful yet intimate desire to reconnect with his partner in a meaningful way.
Give it up like no lesser
Yearning for a deep, meaningful connection, without dilution.
Khai thinkin' nuts like a professor
Khai is contemplating complex theories and ideas, showing intellectual curiosity.
Wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher
Questioning the environmental conditions of this new world, reflecting scientific inquiry.
Now is it us or is the natural life on this world the aggressor?
Contemplating whether they are the intruders in a new ecosystem, questioning their role.
All the negative shit inside of his head, he need a refresher
Khai is burdened with worries and should seek clarity or a new perspective.
Two men here to save the world, no pressure
They approach their mission with confidence, downplaying the weight of their responsibilities.
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Robert Bryson Hall II, Arjun Ivatury, Matthew Aland Crabtree, Steve Wyreman, Khalil Abdul-Rahman
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people
Crazy how one day, the legends forget that they equal
On this Under Pressure sequel
We not taking it back, we keepin' it pushing
People scared of change
But you'll find me deep in the cushion
Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing
Listening to beats, in the Bimmer cruisin'
I think I got another hit, I could feel my body bruisin'
What's the conclusion of rappin'?
My hypothesis, I'm darker than Gotham is
Like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees
You better believe
I know how to turn a profit with ease
Die a critical lifestyle, I'm always overseas
Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees
What's the topic? I drop it
Fuck around then leave them all concussed
When I bust, no thrust, this world we livin' in is fucked
Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one
Your new shit ain't good as your old shit
'Til your new shit is your old shit, son
And then some, gotta get some
I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son
As an heirloom, not for looking as dope as I rhyme
As a representation to give your family your time
If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down
They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound
No matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground
That's the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth
Money ain't the key to happiness and this the proof
Modern day rap is like a golden era spoof
But a few of us were searching within the second renaissance
And I know that my debutantes
Been keeping the legacy going
By flowing so involuntarily seamless
Me and my team is finally reaping
What we been sowing like a seamstress
I said I'm on one, I know I'm unsung
Was livin' my life backward like Tariq on Undone
And now they wonder how I got over son (do you want more?)
Hell yeah, now check the method
I been livin' outside of pages for ages
Now I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back
From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC
It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC
Everlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night
Inhale, exhale, people hate
Oh well, 2012
Dreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL
2013, on the cover XXL
Livin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail
'Cause I prevail
But that's a story for another time
Story for another rhyme
And on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually
Greatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially
And if we're being modest then potentially
And if we're being humble then
Oh shit, it's Raquel, she's a fuckin thot
Ayy, fuck you guys, fuck you guys
Suck my dick
Straight on the basement mic
Ayy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man
I just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun
Back in the basement type shit
Ayo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world
Was talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl
The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station
Was home to the very last of the human population
The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai
And he's the man that discovered the Ultra85
Accompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia
Made of ones and zeros, she was a program
You could ask her any question even about the fall of man
Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space
That nobody before them had ever found in they database
I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race
The planet Paradise, Khai said that time is my God
It be very nice, traveling through outer space
We done had some scary nights
We done had some scary fights
All about that rap shit, how I like that trap shit
Thomas flood every bap shit
I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured
What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured?
Don't think that way my son
Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun
And if by chance we do come across an alien
I'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun
Set to kill, never stun
What, what, we get it done
Now the ship is enterin' the atmosphere
We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here
We gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man
And no matter what happens you know that we gon' stick to the plan
Understood? Understand, all good? Let's get it then
Once they touched down nobody could hear a sound
'Til they opened up the ship door, that rappelled to the ground
What they found, a planet full of life
A planet full of shit they never seen
Straight up out a movie scene
On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean?
Walk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world premiere
Thomas thinkin' 'bout the picture of his girl
That he left on the Aquarius Three in his dresser
Wishin' he could undress her
Give it up like no lesser
Khai thinkin' nuts like a professor
Wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher
Now is it us or is the natural life on this world the aggressor?
All the negative shit inside of his head, he need a refresher
Two men here to save the world, no pressure
@VisionaryMGMT
Stream Logic's 'No Pressure' now available on all streaming services: https://logic.lnk.to/NoPressure
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hi
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THANKS FOR EVERYTHING
@dancatti
Much love to all 🔥👏
@akraman7274
yo tell logic he snapped for me 😂
@billyvanderwater5867
🔥🔥🔥🐐🐐
@КейсСДеньгами
>Me: Dont tell me he's about to say "Goddamn, goddamn"
>Logic: "Godda..."
>Me: That's it, man.
@Physix_XO
Insert Michael Jackson meme: I love this song
@MrYourtheman23
my same exact reaction
@salihsajeed6013
So am i the only one who likes that "gaahdamn, gaahdamn" part 😂?
It always hypes me up