Closing Credits
Mike Lyrics


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Huh, huh, uh

How you sleep? Where you learn to hang?
I gotta give a lil' speech, lil' word of thanks
To lil' me in this world of angst
What I did to feel free from mercy hands
Yeah, a lil' scheme, lil' certy scam
How we up a lil' V, to a dirty van
It's still peace with my early man
Some cut, still grieve, I deserve to dance
To feel the breeze, feel the earth expand
Huh, feel debris where my burden stand
Some love still leeching in deserted land
A young one had to leave and return with bands, uh
I told V, I had the perfect plan
A come up, a dumb dream and my assertive glance
Love ease what the burning can't

Somebody take the wheel, for real
The problem is you still win and gotta feel the guilt
My patna' know the deal, I'm Shaquille
Got hard to keep a few friends, I gotta break the shield
My body felt the chills, surreal
My mommy left a blueprint, I promise to rebuild
Up-top I never kneel, or squeal
It get harder to reveal shit I always kept concealed
Lotta trauma keep me ill, so I keep it billed
The spliff harsher than reviews is, a martyr to the guild
In the Gaza doing drills, like ahki on the grill
I'm getting farther from the meal-ticket, sharpening the steel
Please pardon while I heal from the thrills
Left the party prolly still spinning, walking on my heels
Pray my matta never spill over krills
It get darker when you deal with it, gotta pick a pill
Somebody take the wheel, for real
Everything I feel tinted, hindering the will
I can't escape it still, evade the ills

Somebody take the wheel, forreal




Everything I feel tinted, hindering the will
I can't escape it still, evade the ills

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Mike's song "Closing Credits" delve into themes of introspection, self-reflection, and the challenges of navigating life's hardships. The opening lines of the song ask a rhetorical question about how one sleeps and learns to cope with the difficulties of existence. This sets the tone for the introspective journey that Mike embarks upon throughout the verses.


The lyrics then shift towards self-appreciation and gratitude, acknowledging the struggles and obstacles faced by the artist while also recognizing the strength and resilience within themselves. Mike expresses gratitude for finding a sense of freedom amidst the chaos and using it as a means to escape the clutches of despair. He also reflects on his past actions and acknowledges the mistakes he has made, implying a desire for redemption and growth.


As the song progresses, Mike discusses the challenges of maintaining relationships and cultivating genuine connections with others. There is a recognition of the need to break down barriers and be vulnerable with trusted friends, but also an acknowledgment of the difficulty of doing so. The lyrics convey a sense of isolation and the weight of unresolved trauma on the artist's psyche.


The repetition of the lines "Somebody take the wheel, for real / Everything I feel tinted, hindering the will / I can't escape it still, evade the ills" reinforces the struggle to navigate life's challenges. It speaks to the desire for someone to guide and support them through these hardships and the frustration of feeling trapped by negative emotions.


Overall, "Closing Credits" explores the internal struggles, self-reflection, and desire for emotional healing that many individuals experience in their lives.


Line by Line Meaning

How you sleep? Where you learn to hang?
How do you find peace at night? Where did you learn to cope with difficult situations?


I gotta give a lil' speech, lil' word of thanks
I need to express my gratitude and appreciation through a small speech


To lil' me in this world of angst
To the younger version of myself in this worrisome and anxious world


What I did to feel free from mercy hands
The actions I took to liberate myself from oppressive forces


Yeah, a lil' scheme, lil' certy scam
Yes, a small plan, a certain scam


How we up a lil' V, to a dirty van
How we upgraded to a small van, even if it's not in the best condition


It's still peace with my early man
There is still harmony with my younger self


Some cut, still grieve, I deserve to dance
Some wounds still hurt, I still mourn, but I deserve to feel joy and celebrate


To feel the breeze, feel the earth expand
To experience the gentle wind and feel the world growing


Huh, feel debris where my burden stand
Huh, feel the remnants of my struggles where my burdens lie


Some love still leeching in deserted land
Some love is still draining in an abandoned place


A young one had to leave and return with bands, uh
A young person had to depart and come back with success and recognition


I told V, I had the perfect plan
I told my friend V that I had an impeccable plan


A come up, a dumb dream and my assertive glance
A rise to success, an unrealistic dream, and my confident gaze


Love ease what the burning can't
Love provides comfort that no amount of pain can heal


Somebody take the wheel, for real
Someone else needs to take control of the situation, seriously


The problem is you still win and gotta feel the guilt
The issue is that you still succeed but have to carry the burden of guilt


My patna' know the deal, I'm Shaquille
My friend knows the situation, I'm unstoppable like Shaquille O'Neal


Got hard to keep a few friends, I gotta break the shield
It became difficult to maintain friendships, I have to break down the barriers


My body felt the chills, surreal
My body experienced a sense of fear and excitement, it felt unreal


My mommy left a blueprint, I promise to rebuild
My mother gave me guidance, I vow to reconstruct and improve


Up-top I never kneel, or squeal
At the top, I never submit or betray my principles


It get harder to reveal shit I always kept concealed
It becomes increasingly difficult to disclose the things I always hid


Lotta trauma keep me ill, so I keep it billed
A lot of past pain keeps me unwell, so I keep it hidden


The spliff harsher than reviews is, a martyr to the guild
The joint is more punishing than critics' reviews, symbolizing sacrifice for the community


In the Gaza doing drills, like ahki on the grill
In a tense situation, preparing and training diligently, like a brother on the barbecue grill


I'm getting farther from the meal-ticket, sharpening the steel
I'm moving away from relying on easy income, honing my skills and determination


Please pardon while I heal from the thrills
Please excuse me as I recover from the excitement and emotions


Left the party prolly still spinning, walking on my heels
Left the gathering, probably still feeling disoriented, walking unsteadily


Pray my matta never spill over krills
Hope that my troubles never affect those who are innocent


It get darker when you deal with it, gotta pick a pill
It becomes gloomier when you face your problems, you have to make a choice


Somebody take the wheel, for real
Someone else needs to take control, seriously


Everything I feel tinted, hindering the will
All my emotions are colored, obstructing my determination


I can't escape it still, evade the ills
I still can't avoid it, trying to avoid the troubles


Somebody take the wheel, forreal
Someone else needs to take control, seriously


Everything I feel tinted, hindering the will
All my emotions are colored, obstructing my determination


I can't escape it still, evade the ills
I still can't avoid it, trying to avoid the troubles




Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: Michael Seander

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