The Around My Way (Freedom Ain't Free) Songfacts reports that Fiasco’s first single off his fourth studio album, Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album Pt. 1 debuted on May 21, 2012. On "Around My Way (Freedom Ain't Free)," he spits rhymes about aspects of modern American life he doesn’t like such as "Suicide bombers and prosperity gospels, emaciated models, with cocaine and blood pouring out their nostrils” as well as socio-political problems in Ghana and the invasion of Iraq.
Lupe released his fifth studio album Tetsuo & Youth on January 20, 2015.
Lupe's 8th Studio Album DRILL MUSIC IN ZION was released on June 23rd 2022
Lupe has previously been on label Epic with his group Da Pak and then signed a solo deal with Arista. His years at Arista only led to the 2003 promo single "Pop Pop" as well as guest appearances on singles from Tha' Rayne (2002's "Kiss Me" and 2003's "Didn't You Know") and K Fox (2003's "This Life"), then Arista folded in 2004 and Lupe was signed to Atlantic Records.
Hurt Me Soul
Lupe Fiasco Lyrics
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I used to hate hip-hop, yup, because the women degraded
But Too Short made me laugh, like a hypocrite I played it
A hypocrite I stated, though I only recited half
Omitting the word "bitch," cursing I wouldn't say it
Me and dog couldn't relate, 'til a bitch I dated
Forgive my favorite word for hers and hers alike
But I learnt it from a song I heard and sorta liked
But the block club kept it from in front of our building
Gangsta rap-based filmings became the building blocks
For children with leaking ceilings catching drippings with pots
Coupled with compositions from Pac, Nas's "It Was Written"
In the mix with my realities and feelings
Living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision
I began to jot, tap the world and listen, it drop
My mom can't feed me, my boyfriend beats me
I have sex for money, the hood don't love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got no place to go
They bomb my village, they call us killers
Took me off they welfare, can't afford they health care
My teacher won't teach me, my master beats me
And it hurts me soul
I had a ghetto boy bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th watching of "Streets is Watching"
I was back to giving props again and that was bothering
By this uncomfortable as a untouchable touching you
The theme songs that niggas hustle to seem wrong but these songs was coming true
And it was all becoming cool
I found a condom on the ground that Johns would cum into and thought
What constitutes a prostitute is the pursuit of profit then they drop it
The homie in a suit pat her on the butt, then rock it
It seems I was seeing the same scene adopted
Prevalent in different things with the witnesses indifferent to stop it
They said don't knock it, mind ya business
His business isn't mine and that nigga pimping got it
They took my daughter, we ain't got no water
I can't get hired, they cross on fire
We all got suspended, I just got sentenced
So I got no place to go
They threw down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time
They talk about my sneakers, poisoned our leader
My father ain't seen me, turn off my TV
'Cause it hurts me soul
So through the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening
Macintosh marketing
Oil field auguring
Brazilian adolescent disarmament
Israeli occupation
Islamic martyrdom, precise
Yeah, laser guided targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization harboring
Sand camouflage army men
CCF sponsoring, world conquering, telephone monitoring
Louis Vuitton modeling, pornographic actress honoring
String theory pondering, bulimic vomiting
Catholic priest fondling, pre-emptive bombing and Osama and no bombing them
They breaking in my car again, deforestation and overlogging and
Hennessy and Hypnotic swallowing, hydroponic coughing and
All the world's ills, sittin' on chrome 24-inch wheels, like that
They say I'm infected, this is why I injected
I had it aborted, we got deported
My laptop got spyware, they say that I can't lie here
But I got no place to go
I can't stop eatin', my best friend's leaving
My pastor touched me, I love this country
I lost my earpiece, I hope y'all hear me
'Cause it hurts me soul
Lupe Fiasco's song "Hurt Me Soul" addresses issues that were present in the hip-hop industry during his time. With the lines, "I used to hate hip-hop, yup, because the women degraded," Lupe comments on how some hip-hop musicians would degrade women in their lyrics. However, he realizes that he was hypocritical because he still listened to it. Lupe notes that he had to omit derogatory words like "bitch" from his spoken lyrics. He goes on to say that he was initially attracted to gangsta rap because of the glamorized drug dealing lyrics, but he soon realized the consequences of such behaviors. Lyrics from artists like Tupac, Jay-Z, and Nas influenced his style.
Lupe talks about different societal problems such as poverty, police brutality, censorship, and war. In the verses where he whispers about different societal problems, there's a sense of ominousness. He pointed out that many people were forced into hustling because of their living conditions. He also touches on police brutality, saying that the cops want to kill him. There's a bitterness in the way he delivers his lines, particularly when talking about not having enough money to afford healthcare.
Overall, "Hurt Me Soul" is about Lupe's perspective on hip-hop, how it affected his life, and its impact on society. The song speaks about deep issues that are often overlooked, and his sharp lyrics highlight the challenges people face every day.
Line by Line Meaning
Now I ain't trying to be the greatest
I'm not interested in being the top rapper
I used to hate hip-hop, yup, because the women degraded
I didn't like hip-hop because it often degraded women
But Too Short made me laugh, like a hypocrite I played it
Despite my aversion, I found humor in Too Short's music and still listened to it, making me a hypocrite
A hypocrite I stated, though I only recited half
I acknowledged my hypocritical behavior, but only admitted to reciting some of the explicit lyrics
Omitting the word 'bitch,' cursing I wouldn't say it
I didn't want to say the word 'bitch,' but had no qualms about using other curse words
Me and dog couldn't relate, 'til a bitch I dated
I didn't understand the misogyny in hip-hop until I dated a woman who was the subject of it
Forgive my favorite word for hers and hers alike
I'm asking forgiveness for using derogatory language towards women
But I learnt it from a song I heard and sorta liked
I picked up the derogatory language from a song I enjoyed, but now regret using it
Yeah, for the icing, glamorized drug dealing was appealing
I was initially drawn to hip-hop's portrayal of drug dealing as something desirable
But the block club kept it from in front of our building
My local community was able to limit the influence of drug dealers and gangsta rap on our block
Gangsta rap-based filmings became the building blocks
Movies based on gangsta rap became the foundation for young people's understanding of urban life
For children with leaking ceilings catching drippings with pots
These films affected children in impoverished living conditions trying to capture water for basic needs
Coupled with compositions from Pac, Nas's 'It Was Written'
In addition to the movies, music by Tupac and Nas influenced my view of the world
In the mix with my realities and feelings
My own experiences with living conditions, religion, and other factors shaped my worldview
Living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision
My understanding of the world was shaped by my experiences, beliefs, ignorance, and artistic taste
I began to jot, tap the world and listen, it drop
I started writing and paying attention to my surroundings, and began to see things differently
My mom can't feed me, my boyfriend beats me
I'm experiencing poverty and domestic violence
I have sex for money, the hood don't love me
I'm forced to sell myself for money and don't feel love from my community
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
I feel threatened by the police and the difficulties of life in the hood have made me who I am
And I got no place to go
I have no safe or comfortable place to turn for help
They bomb my village, they call us killers
My community is being victimized by war and we're being unfairly labeled
Took me off they welfare, can't afford they health care
I'm being cut off from support and can't afford basic health needs
My teacher won't teach me, my master beats me
I'm being denied an education and experiencing abuse from my boss
And it hurts me soul
All of these experiences are having a profound emotional impact on me
I had a ghetto boy bop, a Jay-Z boycott
I initially enjoyed hip-hop, but then boycotted Jay-Z due to his lyrics
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I took issue with Jay-Z's lyrics saying he prayed to a drug dealer instead of God
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
I'm trying to be righteous and protect myself from immoral people
But by my 30th watching of 'Streets is Watching'
I eventually relented and watched the film 'Streets is Watching' multiple times despite my objections
I was back to giving props again and that was bothering
I started to once again praise hip-hop, but it was unsettling to me
By this uncomfortable as a untouchable touching you
This conflict made me feel uneasy, like an outcast who's still trying to fit in
The theme songs that niggas hustle to seem wrong
Hip-hop songs that glorify the drug game don't seem right to me anymore
But these songs was coming true
I realized that these songs were a reflection of reality, not just entertainment
And it was all becoming cool
Despite my misgivings, the culture was becoming more accepted and mainstream
I found a condom on the ground that Johns would cum into and thought
I came across a condom on the street and it made me reflect on prostitution and the motivations behind it
What constitutes a prostitute is the pursuit of profit then they drop it
I realized that financial need was often what drives people to become prostitutes
The homie in a suit pat her on the butt, then rock it
I observed someone in a position of power sexually harassing a prostitute
It seems I was seeing the same scene adopted
I began seeing this type of behavior everywhere, as if it was the norm
Prevalent in different things with the witnesses indifferent to stop it
This kind of behavior was happening across different contexts, but people were apathetic to it
They said don't knock it, mind ya business
People told me not to judge and to keep out of it
His business isn't mine and that nigga pimping got it
I was being told to let the pimp do his thing and not intervene
They took my daughter, we ain't got no water
My child was taken away and we don't have access to basic necessities like water
I can't get hired, they cross on fire
I'm being discriminated against in employment and my community is threatened by racism
We all got suspended, I just got sentenced
Everyone in my community is being punished, but I'm personally receiving a harsher punishment
So I got no place to go
I'm left with nowhere to turn for help or support
They threw down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time
My identity and community are being invalidated and I feel disconnected from my own roots
They talk about my sneakers, poisoned our leader
People are fixated on superficial things and the legacy of our great leaders is being destroyed
My father ain't seen me, turn off my TV
I haven't had contact with my father and I'm disillusioned with the media
'Cause it hurts me soul
All of these experiences are deeply affecting me on an emotional and spiritual level
So through the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening
The horror and violence of the world are like a Grim Reaper sharpening his scythe
Macintosh marketing
While companies profit off of technology, these negative realities continue to exist
Oil field auguring
Even natural resources are being exploited and war is being waged over them
Brazilian adolescent disarmament
Young people in Brazil are being forced to disarm, but are still facing violence
Israeli occupation
People are being oppressed and displaced in occupied territories
Islamic martyrdom, precise
People are dying in the name of religion and precision weapons are being used
Yeah, laser guided targeting
We have the ability to precisely target and kill individuals, but we're still causing unnecessary harm and destruction
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization harboring
Even basic needs like food and water, as well as terrorism, are being funded by oil money
Sand camouflage army men
We're using camouflage to blend in to the deserts we're fighting in
CCF sponsoring, world conquering, telephone monitoring
Organizations and nations are funding and supporting global domination and surveillance
Louis Vuitton modeling, pornographic actress honoring
People are engaging in luxury and indulgence while also praising porn and other forms of exploitation
String theory pondering, bulimic vomiting
People are contemplating complex scientific theories while also suffering from eating disorders
Catholic priest fondling, pre-emptive bombing and Osama and no bombing them
Sexual abuse by Catholic priests is happening alongside military intervention and terrorism
They breaking in my car again, deforestation and overlogging and
Petty crime is happening as well environmental destruction and exploitation
Hennessy and Hypnotic swallowing, hydroponic coughing and
People are overindulging in alcohol and drugs
All the world's ills, sittin' on chrome 24-inch wheels, like that
All these problems are happening in a society obsessed with luxury and material possessions
They say I'm infected, this is why I injected
People are accusing me of being diseased and that's why I turned to drugs
I had it aborted, we got deported
I had an abortion and then was deported from my home country
My laptop got spyware, they say that I can't lie here
I feel like my privacy is being violated and I can't even express myself truthfully anymore
But I got no place to go
I'm still left without a safe or comfortable place to turn
I can't stop eatin', my best friend's leaving
I'm struggling with an eating disorder and my closest friend is abandoning me
My pastor touched me, I love this country
I'm a victim of sexual abuse by a religious leader, but still feel loyal to my country
I lost my earpiece, I hope y'all hear me
I'm losing connection with the world around me, but still hoping to be heard
'Cause it hurts me soul
All of these experiences are deeply affecting me on an emotional and spiritual level
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Tony Camillo
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Lon
Now I ain't trying to be the greatest
I used to hate hip-hop, yup, because the women degraded
But Too Short made me laugh, like a hypocrite I played it
A hypocrite I stated, though I only recited half
Omitting the word "bitch, " cursing I wouldn't say it
Me and dog couldn't relate, til a bitch I dated
Forgive my favorite word for hers and hers alike
But I learnt it from a song I heard and sorta liked
Yeah, for the icing, glamorized drug dealing was appealing
But the block club kept it from in front of our building
Gangsta rap-based filmings became the building blocks
For children with leaking ceilings catching drippings with pots
Coupled with compositions from Pac, Nas's "It Was Written"
In the mix with my realities and feelings
Living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision
I began to jot, tap the world and listen, it drop
My mom can't feed me, my boyfriend beats me
I have sex for money, the hood don't love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got no place to go
They bomb my village, they call us killers
Took me off they welfare, can't afford they health care
My teacher won't teach me, my master beats me
And it hurts me soul
I had a ghetto boy bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th watching of "Streets is Watching"
I was back to giving props again and that was bothering
By this uncomfortable as a untouchable touching you
The theme songs that niggas hustle to seem wrong but these songs was coming true
And it was all becoming cool
I found a condom on the ground that Johns would cum into and thought
What constitutes a prostitute is the pursuit of profit then they drop it
The homie in a suit pat her on the butt, then rock it
It seems I was seeing the same scene adopted
Prevalent in different things with the witnesses indifferent to stop it
They said don't knock it, mind ya business
His business isn't mine and that nigga pimping got it
They took my daughter, we ain't got no water
I can't get hired, they cross on fire
We all got suspended, I just got sentenced
So I got no place to go
They threw down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time
They talk about my sneakers, poisoned our leader
My father ain't seen me, turn off my TV
'Cause it hurts me soul
So through the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening
Macintosh marketing
Oil field auguring
Brazilian adolescent disarmament
Israeli occupation
Islamic martyrdom, precise
Yeah, laser guided targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization harboring
Sand camouflage army men
CCF sponsoring, world conquering, telephone monitoring
Louis Vuitton modeling, pornographic actress honoring
String theory pondering, bullimic vomiting
Catholic priest fondling, pre-emptive bombing and Osama and no bombing them
They breaking in my car again, deforestation and overlogging and
Hennessy and Hypnotic swallowing, hydroponic coughing and
All the world's ills, sittin on chrome 24-inch wheels, like that
They say I'm infected, this is why I injected
I had it aborted, we got deported
My laptop got spyware, they say that I can't lie here
But I got no place to go
I can't stop eatin, my best friend's leaving
My pastor touched me, I love this country
I lost my earpiece, I hope y'all hear me
'Cause it hurts me soul
Marc Q
Hip Hop is cruel. Imagine an NBA player scoring 60 points , 20 Rebounds and 20 assists and ESPN barely covers your performance. That’s this song.
DanniDisciple_
@Chad Giampapa that’s a revolutionary track right there
Chad Giampapa
Listen to “reality check” by binary star. It’s another one of my favorites 🙏🏼
Brio Dash
Great analogy. Cause a Lupe been the truth and honestly this whole album is dope as s*** but this is the best song on this album and that's saying a lot
Mama There Goes That Man
Facts
Peter James Morales
@leon you could really do whole lectures on his music, Harvard probably will soon...
R Fergie
lupe's lyrics are like the back of the textbook where all the answers are.
Jessie Smith
That's a bar. 🔥
Sneakysnake
My school was opposite. Signs of names that will never matter talking bout so and so was here I ain't seen one make it big yet. Stay in school kids
OoZ33 The Biz 1
wow thats how i feel i just never knew how to put it into words