Out of Category
P.O.S. Lyrics


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I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category

He never liked classes, he was always a social cat
The cutest kittens forever where he at
The rudest men held positions at the flat
Mama loved him, but mama wanna man to help assist with this boy

This boy, swing and a miss
Bright eyed beautiful lips plumped with lies
Ma stumped and crying, but he don't ever ask why
Just kisses ma goodbye, zips his jacket up and goodnight
Skateboard or bike, like peace

I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category

You know why, 'cause he dislike the strife so avoids it
Don't trust teachers, 'cause they don't trust him
Don't trust motives, so he don't trust friends
Can't tell if most other people cold or just don't trust black skin

Displaced, the race card shuffled
The spade ace into a place where cards stayed blank
And not to say without a face, more like a lack of color
Not really too certain how to go about a brother

It wasn't always like that though
But mama moved him out the gutter to the curb so he wouldn't wash away
He didn't seem to get that though and mama wasn't really pullin' in that butter
So his bread came another way

And he couldn't have nice things, fuck 'em, he didn't even want 'em
If he needed 'em, he found a way to got 'em
Since everybody doubt him, he happily obliged to bide his time
And find his little piece of peace at the bottom like, fuck y'all

I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category

I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category

He build his self-esteem up off some tricks
'Cause even when he matched as far as skin with kids, it seemed they didn't mix
And there seemed to be disdain from the kids that clashed colors with him
Rebel yelling girls trying to make they daddy pissed

So ain't nobody on his buddy list
'Cause they would probably give him business about the shitty sweater he lives in
So he surrounds himself with hope to touch a throne
And other people feeling all alone, hold your heart

I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category

He found punk rock the first time
He rode either the nine or eleven bus line, it slips the mind
But the way they didn't need to fit in
He asked if he could pull the bell and said, "Mom, I wanna be like them."

Found his kin, brothers at school thinking he trying to rewrite skin
Other are fools never seem some shit like him
So far he's been a bitter boy
Living like litter no choice, no quieter, so cue the noise

Ain't nothing like a mohawk to show off your fuck off
And kick off the Reeboks for boots to keep the block off you
He could see how the re-route of style made the eyebrows raise
Not for nothing, wasn't changing you

He'd seen his daddy with a pipe, too young to understand
Life ain't coming from this man, holding hands with him
He probably didn't meant to hit him
He probably didn't even mean to plant his seed

Is my picture in his wallet with him?
He's thinking probably not
And even if so, it's probably rolled up with some coke in it
Old and out of focus so nope, the road they chose was not his
Nobody will ever be like him, hold your heart

I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category

I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category
I'm out of category

I'm out of category
I'm out of category




I'm out of category
I'm out of category

Overall Meaning

The chorus of this song, "I'm out of category," is a bold declaration of the unique individuality of the singer, who refuses to be defined by any traditional label or category. The first verse alludes to the singer's difficult upbringing, with a single mother who struggled to provide for him and a lack of a strong male figure in his life. Despite these challenges, the singer displays a rebellious spirit, avoiding conflict and authority figures while finding solace in activities like skateboarding and biking.


The second verse explores the singer's feelings of displacement and alienation due to his race and distrust of others. He finds comfort in punk rock music and the subculture that promotes individuality and rejects conformity. The bridge reflects on the singer's complicated relationship with his father and the absence of a true role model in his life. The final repetition of the chorus emphasizes the singer's unique identity and refusal to conform to societal norms.


Overall, the song portrays a complex and rebellious individual who has faced adversity but remains true to themselves and their individuality.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm out of category
The singer feels that they cannot be placed in any category or group due to their unique experiences and perspective.


He never liked classes, he was always a social cat
The singer is describing someone who was never interested in conforming to societal norms or labels and preferred to socialize on their own terms.


The cutest kittens forever where he at
The singer is referencing the singer's friend group as being diverse and unique, like a group of adorable kittens.


The rudest men held positions at the flat
The artist is describing a negative living situation where people in positions of authority were unpleasant or abrasive.


Mama loved him, but mama wanna man to help assist with this boy
The artist's mother cared for them but struggled to raise them alone and wished for a partner to help.


This boy, swing and a miss
The singer is describing their own failed attempts at fitting in or finding acceptance within societal norms.


Bright eyed beautiful lips plumped with lies
The singer suggests that people often present a false or insincere appearance to fit in or gain acceptance.


Ma stumped and crying, but he don't ever ask why
The artist's mother is upset but the artist does not seek explanation as to why.


Just kisses ma goodbye, zips his jacket up and goodnight
The artist is describing how they leave their mother without seeking resolution or explanation.


Skateboard or bike, like peace
The artist finds solace and peace in physical activities like skateboarding or biking.


You know why, 'cause he dislike the strife so avoids it
The singer avoids conflict and uncomfortable situations because they don't enjoy the negative emotions that typically arise from them.


Don't trust teachers, 'cause they don't trust him
The artist has a lack of trust for teachers, possibly because they felt they were judged or not accepted by them in the past.


Don't trust motives, so he don't trust friends
The singer has trouble trusting other people's intentions, including those of their friends.


Can't tell if most other people cold or just don't trust black skin
The singer is unsure if people are simply disinterested or actively discriminatory towards them based on their race.


Displaced, the race card shuffled
The singer feels separated or isolated due to their racial identity.


The spade ace into a place where cards stayed blank
The artist is describing how their race places them in a position of disadvantage or exclusion, as if their card has been removed from the deck entirely.


And not to say without a face, more like a lack of color
The artist feels that they are defined by their lack of racial identity, as opposed to being defined by a specific race.


Not really too certain how to go about a brother
The singer is unsure how to connect with or befriend other individuals with a similar background or experiences.


But mama moved him out the gutter to the curb so he wouldn't wash away
The singer's mother moved them to a safer environment to protect them from negative influences.


He didn't seem to get that though and mama wasn't really pullin' in that butter
The artist did not seem to understand the reason for their relocation, and their mother struggled financially to provide for them.


So his bread came another way
The artist found alternative ways to support themselves financially.


And he couldn't have nice things, fuck 'em, he didn't even want 'em
The artist did not place value in material possessions and could not afford them anyway.


If he needed 'em, he found a way to got 'em
Despite lacking financial resources, the singer found a way to obtain necessary items when needed.


Since everybody doubt him, he happily obliged to bide his time
The artist feels that they are frequently underestimated or doubted, but uses this as motivation to improve and wait for their moment to shine.


And find his little piece of peace at the bottom like, fuck y'all
The singer finds contentment and peace in their own independence and lack of reliance on others for validation.


He build his self-esteem up off some tricks
The singer used unconventional methods to build self-esteem and confidence.


'Cause even when he matched as far as skin with kids, it seemed they didn't mix
The singer felt different and separate from other individuals with a similar racial identity, even when they appeared to have similar backgrounds or experiences.


And there seemed to be disdain from the kids that clashed colors with him
The artist experienced discrimination or negativity from individuals of other races who did not share their background or experiences.


Rebel yelling girls trying to make they daddy pissed
The artist is describing how some individuals were aggressive or confrontational with them to rebel against authority figures in their lives.


So ain't nobody on his buddy list
The singer has difficulty making friends or forming close relationships due to their unique experiences and perspective.


'Cause they would probably give him business about the shitty sweater he lives in
The singer anticipates being judged or criticized by others for their lack of material possessions or unconventional appearance.


So he surrounds himself with hope to touch a throne
The artist seeks out individuals and experiences that inspire and motivate them to overcome adversity and achieve their goals.


And other people feeling all alone, hold your heart
The artist feels empathy for others who have experienced similar feelings of isolation or loneliness.


He found punk rock the first time
The artist discovered a music genre that resonated with their rebellious and anti-establishment mentality.


He rode either the nine or eleven bus line, it slips the mind
The singer recalls taking a specific bus route to reach a destination, but cannot remember which one.


But the way they didn't need to fit in
The artist appreciated the punk rock community's acceptance of non-conformity and diversity.


He asked if he could pull the bell and said, 'Mom, I wanna be like them.'
The singer expressed a desire to emulate the punk rock community and its values to their mother.


Found his kin, brothers at school thinking he trying to rewrite skin
The singer found a sense of belonging and community within the punk rock subculture, but faced criticism or ridicule from others who did not understand or accept it.


Other are fools never seem some shit like him
The singer experienced hostility and negativity from individuals who did not understand or accept their unique perspective or experiences.


So far he's been a bitter boy
The artist has had negative experiences and understands the societal barriers they must overcome to succeed.


Living like litter no choice, no quieter, so cue the noise
Despite facing adversity and discrimination, the artist refuses to remain silent and will continue to make their voice heard.


Ain't nothing like a mohawk to show off your fuck off
The singer uses their outward appearance as a form of rebellion and non-conformity, exemplified by the punk rock hairstyle of a mohawk.


And kick off the Reeboks for boots to keep the block off you
The singer opts for a more durable and sturdy footwear option to protect themselves from negative influences or individuals in their surroundings.


He could see how the re-route of style made the eyebrows raise
The artist is aware that their unconventional appearance and style elicits negative or judgmental reactions from others.


Not for nothing, wasn't changing you
Despite criticism or judgment from others, the artist remains true to their non-conformist values and identity.


He'd seen his daddy with a pipe, too young to understand
The artist witnessed their father engaging in drug use when they were too young to comprehend or understand its impact.


Life ain't coming from this man, holding hands with him
The singer did not have a positive relationship with their father or feel that they could rely on him for support or guidance.


He probably didn't meant to hit him
The artist acknowledges that their father likely did not intend to harm them.


He probably didn't even mean to plant his seed
The singer suggests that their father may not have had a clear or responsible purpose in bringing them into the world.


Is my picture in his wallet with him?
The singer wonders if their father still carries a picture of them with him or if he thinks about them at all.


He's thinking probably not
The singer doubts that their father still cares or thinks about them.


And even if so, it's probably rolled up with some coke in it
The artist believes that if their picture is still in their father's possession, it is likely accompanied by drug paraphernalia.


Old and out of focus so nope, the road they chose was not his
The artist reflects that their father's choices and lifestyle do not align with their own values or goals.


Nobody will ever be like him, hold your heart
The singer acknowledges their unique experiences and identity and embraces the idea that they will always stand out from others.




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