Seven
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I was in Hell
Before I was born
Wreckin my soul and
It's tattered and torn
Does a demon
Make dream
From paper? Roll it up
And smoke it later? Light
It up and aim it
At the haters? Mac 10s
Gonna flow gourds
These corpses gorgeous
Unholy anointings spill
Blood porridges while
Gloating rich kids go
Glory-holing fuck bitches
Leave pussy swollen
Im the broken table
That disabled all the fables
Leave ur shirt stained with
My 12 gauge close range
Slithering pain that'll
Leave you untamed
Tryna maintain money
Made in the trap game
Never the same
Just be killin the pain
Just like alcoholics
On the liquor train
Ya girl's givin me brain
By the windowpane
She milk stained
Milk stained
Milk stained

Comin at you hairdressin
Pullin back the lever
Peelin off your scalp
While I roll it back forever
Chop you into jigsaws and
I'll leave your brain tossed
Sniff you up with coke straws
Holy shit his heart stopped
Fuck him anyway he was
Drivin by my block shocked
Pissin on his hands to
Alleviate the gunshots
Rolling up at 3 for the
Homie and the benz
Rollin back on to the crib
Where devils are my friends
Magick have you at it like it's
Tragic and whackin cause the
Bullets hittin fast while
They blastin and blastin
Trappin and trappin like
I'm Jason in the cabin and I
Grab a knife like Michael and
I'm stabbin and I'm stabbin
Leave the four horsemen
To corpses I'm chortlin
Stuffin all the space inside
All bitch's fallopians
Lickin on her lips and
It's making me thirsty
Havin her squirting
On Friday the 13th

I was in Hell
Before I was born
Wreckin my soul and
It's tattered and torn
Does a demon
Make dream
From paper? Roll it up
And smoke it later? Light
It up and aim it
At the haters? Mac 10s
Gonna flow gourds
These corpses gorgeous
Unholy anointings spill
Blood porridges while
Gloating rich kids go
Glory-holing fuck bitches
Leave pussy swollen
Im the broken table
That disabled all the fables
Leave ur shirt stained with
My 12 gauge close range
Slithering pain that'll
Leave you untamed
Tryna maintain money
Made in the trap game
Never the same
Just be killin the pain
Just like alcoholics
On the liquor train
Ya girls givin me brain
By the windowpane
She milk stained




Milk stained
Milk stained

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of M's song "Seven" depict a dark and violent narrative that explores themes of pain, destruction, and devilish behavior. The opening lines set the tone for the rest of the song, as the singer alludes to being in hell before he was even born, indicating that his life has been plagued with agony and torment from the very beginning. The subsequent lines suggest that he sees himself as a demon, possibly created from the destruction and pain that he has experienced.


The lyrics continue to describe the character's violent tendencies, as he talks about smoking rolled-up paper dreams, and using a Mac 10 gun to kill those who oppose him. He also takes pleasure in the suffering of others, describing the spilling of blood as "unholy anointings", and rejoicing in "rich kids" who are "glory-holing fuck bitches". These violent, graphic images paint a picture of a deeply troubled and malevolent individual who has embraced evil and rejection of social norms.


In the final stanza, the lyrics describe the character's sexual conquests, as he talks about receiving oral sex from someone's girlfriend by a windowpane. The line "She milk stained" is a reference to ejaculating on someone's face, adding to the disturbing and aggressive nature of the song.


Line by Line Meaning

I was in Hell
I've been through some tough times


Before I was born
Even before I came into this world


Wreckin my soul and It's tattered and torn
Those tough times have damaged me deeply


Does a demon make dream from paper? Roll it up and smoke it later?
I wonder if my pain and suffering are just illusions created by evil spirits that I can escape from by numbing myself with drugs


Light it up and aim it at the haters? Mac 10s gonna flow gourds
Or maybe I can use my pain to fuel my desire to take revenge on those who have wronged me, even if it means violence


These corpses gorgeous unholy anointings spill blood porridges while gloating rich kids go glory-holing fuck bitches leave pussy swollen
I see the world as a place where the powerful abuse their privilege and get away with it, while the weak suffer and die without justice


I'm the broken table that disabled all the fables leave ur shirt stained with my 12 gauge close range slithering pain that'll leave you untamed
But instead of being a victim, I am determined to be the one who breaks the cycle of suffering and leaves my mark on this world with my pain and power


Tryna maintain money made in the trap game never the same just be killin the pain
I've turned to illegal activities to survive and cope with my pain, even though it's dangerous and unpredictable


Just like alcoholics on the liquor train ya girl's givin me brain by the windowpane she milk stained milk stained milk stained
And in the midst of all this chaos, I use whatever pleasure I can find, even if it's shallow and temporary, to distract myself from the pain


Comin at you hairdressin pullin back the lever peelin off your scalp while I roll it back forever
I have the power to inflict pain on others, and sometimes I enjoy using it to dominate and control them


Chop you into jigsaws and I'll leave your brain tossed sniff you up with coke straws holy shit his heart stopped
I am ruthless and desensitized to violence, and I take pleasure in causing others pain and suffering


Fuck him anyway he was drivin by my block shocked pissin on his hands to alleviate the gunshots
I have no empathy for those who cross me, and I will do whatever it takes to protect myself and my interests


Rolling up at 3 for the homie and the benz rolling back on to the crib where devils are my friends
I am part of a subculture that glorifies violence and danger, and we stick together like family


Magick have you at it like it's tragic and whackin cause the bullets hittin fast while they blastin and blastin trappin and trappin like I'm Jason in the cabin and I grab a knife like Michael and I'm stabbin and I'm stabbin
I see my violent actions as a form of power and control, and I take pleasure in the fear and pain that they cause


Leave the four horsemen to corpses I'm chortlin stuffin all the space inside all bitch's fallopians lickin on her lips and it's making me thirsty havin her squirting on Friday the 13th
I am deeply misogynistic and enjoy treating women like objects to be used and abused for my pleasure




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Written by: David Goldberg

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