Unfortunately for Prof, there’s an underlying seriousness to his lyrics that he tries his hardest to cover with layer upon layer of party-perfect beats and rhymes. Growing up on the South Side of Minneapolis, Prof matured in step with the local hip-hop scene. In his 24 years, he’s seen some shit that can’t help but escape from his memory and into his songs, lending his lines the kind of wisdom that can only be born on hard city streets. He started free styling in eighth grade and, although he likes to have fun with his music, the swiftness of his rise to local fame shows how seriously he regards his rap career.
A rowdy young buck who loves a good time, Prof wants his music to inspire others to party it up with him. In a world where credibility is currency, Prof sticks a middle finger to those who feel hip-hop should be straight-faced and serious.
“Everyone’s trying to be a preacher or a politician— telling you how to live your life,” he says. “I’m not running for Senate. I’m doing this for fun and I don’t watch my mouth.”
Prof’s debut solo album, Project Gampo, definitely made a lasting impression on local music critics and hip-hop heads. “Prof is wall-to-wall here in all his glory, with clever one-liners out the a**, hyperactive and delicious vocab spills popped like collars- picture a supreme smarta** with gorilla swagger and a mouth as fast as his mind… Point blank, this kid’s got more flavor and flow than all five of your favorite MCs combined.” (City Pages, May 12, 2008)
Myself
Prof Lyrics
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We're all young and we're countin' on 'em
I'm four years old, you think I'm bouncing on 'em?
I just sit back and watch, thinkin' bout em
Mom's probably stronger than Pops is
The talk is, that the old man has lost it
Last week he came back from work
With a glass of milk in his shirt
He was flippin' out
Mom probably put it there
Judging from how angry that she was
It probably should be there
Now both folks know that I'm standing there
But Mama protects me
Throws me behind her back
Why did Papa do that?
What's that tellin' me?
Birds can't help but sing a melody. (I ain't stupid)
Happy ever after is nothing but a fantasy
Police are part of our family
Son and mother look out from the porch
See father's head duck under the door
I believe in nothing
I believe in myself
I believe in nothing
Nothing at all
My papa got some big anger problems
I'm getting older and I'm sick about 'em
It's getting harder just to live around it
I need to take a stand as a man, I need to be about it
So ring around the posies round the living room table
I can't remember what we were arguing about
I stood up to the scariest man in the country
I held my head high as I left the house
Little boy stood in the face of a dragon
Left with the heart of a lion, amazing
It's funny, I left the house so it could cool down
But the dragon stayed hot, who's the fool now?
Papa and the devil, sitting in the basement
A-R-S-O-N-I-N-G
Young son, headed back to the household
Running down the block, eight firetrucks deep
Fell to my knees and I screamed in the front yard
Fireman running around like no one's in charge
Sort of like when it rains, it pours
See the flames burst out of the door
I've learned a lifetime
A lifetime as a boy
Evil's on the inside
Waiting for all
Got an apartment
I'm 20 years old
Finally thinking I have everything under control
It's been years since I spoke to the man
When, he gave me his old cutlass to get out of the sand
So just like a hyena, I take the meat
And then I run my ass away, you need to let me be
But over time a part of me knew one needed to speak
That's right when the world decided that it couldn't be
It's the biggest hurdle thinking past tense
When a strong man takes his last breath
The song "Myself" by Prof tells the story of a young boy growing up in a household with parents who have financial and anger issues. The boy watches as his mother tries to protect him from his father's outbursts, and as he gets older, he realizes that he needs to stand up to his father and take control of his life. The lyrics describe a pivotal moment when he confronts his father and leaves home, but still struggles with the impact of his upbringing.
The song paints a vivid picture of a family consumed by their problems, with the police being a regular presence and the father eventually setting fire to the house. The use of the nursery rhyme "Ring around the posies" reinforces the idea of chaos and instability. The repeated refrain "I believe in nothing, I believe in myself" suggests that the boy has learned to rely on his own strength and resilience, rather than finding comfort or guidance in external sources.
Line by Line Meaning
My parents got some big money problems
My parents are having financial issues
We're all young and we're countin' on 'em
As children, we depend on them to provide for us
I'm four years old, you think I'm bouncing on 'em?
I may be young, but I am aware of their struggles
I just sit back and watch, thinkin' bout em
I observe their actions and reflect on their situation
Mom's probably stronger than Pops is
My mother may be more resilient than my father
The talk is, that the old man has lost it
There are rumors that my father is struggling with his mental health
Last week he came back from work
My father recently returned from his job
I saw him on the porch
I witnessed him outside the house
With a glass of milk in his shirt
He had a glass of milk tucked into his clothing
He was flippin' out
He was displaying erratic behavior
Mom probably put it there
Most likely, my mother placed the glass of milk in his shirt
Judging from how angry that she was
Based on her level of anger
It probably should be there
It was probably put there intentionally
Now both folks know that I'm standing there
My parents are aware of my presence
But Mama protects me
My mother shields me from the situation
Throws me behind her back
She acts as a physical barrier between me and my father's outburst
Why did Papa do that?
I question my father's behavior
What's that tellin' me?
I am analyzing the situation to learn something from it
Birds can't help but sing a melody. (I ain't stupid)
Like birds who naturally sing, I am observant and intelligent
Happy ever after is nothing but a fantasy
The idea of a perfect life is unrealistic
Police are part of our family
Law enforcement officials are present in our lives
Son and mother look out from the porch
Me and my mother are standing on the porch
See father's head duck under the door
My father lowers his head as he enters the house
I believe in nothing
I do not have any strong beliefs
I believe in myself
I have faith in my own abilities and decisions
Nothing at all
There is nothing else I believe in
My papa got some big anger problems
My father has a significant issue with his temper
I'm getting older and I'm sick about 'em
As I grow up, I am increasingly troubled by his behavior
It's getting harder just to live around it
Living with his anger is becoming more difficult
I need to take a stand as a man, I need to be about it
I feel the need to take action and stand up to him
So ring around the posies round the living room table
We have a heated argument around the table
I can't remember what we were arguing about
I cannot recall the exact topic of the argument
I stood up to the scariest man in the country
I display bravery by standing up to my intimidating father
I held my head high as I left the house
I maintained my dignity and self-respect as I exited the house
Little boy stood in the face of a dragon
I was a young boy who stood up to my father's anger like a fierce dragon
Left with the heart of a lion, amazing
I am proud of myself for standing up to him
It's funny, I left the house so it could cool down
I left the house to let emotions settle and tempers cool off
But the dragon stayed hot, who's the fool now?
Although I left to diffuse the situation, my father still remains angry
Papa and the devil, sitting in the basement
My father has a destructive and dangerous influence in our home
A-R-S-O-N-I-N-G
It seems like they may have started a fire
Young son, headed back to the household
I return home as a young adult
Running down the block, eight firetrucks deep
There is a serious fire happening near my house
Fell to my knees and I screamed in the front yard
I am overwhelmed by the fire's intensity and impact
Fireman running around like no one's in charge
The firefighters seem to be chaotic and disorganized in managing the fire
Sort of like when it rains, it pours
Sometimes when one bad thing happens, it seems to lead to a chain of other negative events
See the flames burst out of the door
The fire has spread out of control
I've learned a lifetime
I have learned a great deal in my lifetime
A lifetime as a boy
My experiences have been shaped by my upbringing and childhood
Evil's on the inside
There is an inherent inner darkness or malevolence within people
Waiting for all
This darkness affects everyone and waits for the right opportunity to manifest
Got an apartment
I have my own place to live now
I'm 20 years old
I am a young adult in my twenties
Finally thinking I have everything under control
I feel like I have a grasp on my life
It's been years since I spoke to the man
It has been a long time since I have had contact with my father
When, he gave me his old cutlass to get out of the sand
I remember my father helping me out of a difficult situation in the past
So just like a hyena, I take the meat
I take advantage of the situation for my own benefit
And then I run my ass away, you need to let me be
I leave quickly and do not want to be bothered
But over time a part of me knew one needed to speak
I realize that I need to eventually confront my father and have a conversation
That's right when the world decided that it couldn't be
Unfortunately, the timing was not right and things did not work out as I planned
It's the biggest hurdle thinking past tense
Reflecting on it now, the biggest challenge was looking back and realizing what could have been different
When a strong man takes his last breath
When a powerful and influential figure passes away
Contributed by Alexander I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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"Myself"
My parents got some big money problems
We're all young and we're countin' on 'em
I'm four years old, you think I'm bouncing on 'em?
I just sit back and watch, thinkin' bout em
Mom's probably stronger than Pops is
The talk is, that the old man has lost it
Last week he came back from work
I saw him on the porch
With a glass of milk in his shirt
He was flippin' out
Mom probably put it there
Judging from how angry that she was
It probably should be there
Now both folks know that I'm standing there
But Mama protects me
Throws me behind her back
Why did Papa do that?
What's that tellin' me?
Birds can't help but sing a melody. (I ain't stupid)
Happy ever after is nothing but a fantasy
Police are part of our family
Son and mother look out from the porch
See father's head duck under the door
I believe in nothing
I believe in myself
I believe in nothing
Nothing at all
My papa got some big anger problems
I'm getting older and I'm sick about 'em
It's getting harder just to live around it
I need to take a stand as a man, I need to be about it
So ring around the posies round the living room table
I can't remember what we were arguing about
I stood up to the scariest man in the country
I held my head high as I left the house
Little boy stood in the face of a dragon
Left with the heart of a lion, amazing
It's funny, I left the house so it could cool down
But the dragon stayed hot, who's the fool now?
Papa and the devil, sitting in the basement
A-R-S-O-N-I-N-G
Young son, headed back to the household
Running down the block, eight firetrucks deep
Fell to my knees and I screamed in the front yard
Fireman running around like no one's in charge
Sort of like when it rains, it pours
See the flames burst out of the door
I believe in nothing
I believe in myself
I believe in nothing
Nothing at all
I've learned a lifetime
A lifetime as a boy
Evil's on the inside
Waiting for all
Got an apartment
I'm 20 years old
Finally thinking I have everything under control
It's been years since I spoke to the man
When, he gave me his old cutlass to get out of the sand
So just like a hyena, I take the meat
And then I run my ass away, you need to let me be
But over time a part of me knew one needed to speak
That's right when the world decided that it couldn't be
It's the biggest hurdle thinking past tense
When a strong man takes his last breath
I believe in nothing
I believe in myself
I believe in nothing
Nothing at all
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@Squirrel-Master
This song gives me the chills every time.
@thisisbliss777
Kylo Rich same here. it always takes me back to when I saw him perform it live. so much passion in that man
@kathrynsanchez9399
Dude right
@clarkfluegel6875
If you don't get chills from this song you're either not human or a commie.
@ckilla1922
Everytime fr
@icyfeather8651
@Clark Fluegelcommie huh
@TCstorm08
If you have not seen Prof in concert. Severely missing out, one of the greatest live performers.
@DubsStop
I missed him in Boise, ID because I slacked and it was sold out. Needless to say I was sad as fuck.
@johndepace8676
Just saw him in Jacksonville because vip was sold out in NY. The juice lord personally invited us to Brooklyn. It's not a concert, it an experience that forever change my soul....he puts it all out there...unbelievable. no words. Just go
@justinsgroi2853
Yes he is...the greatest show I've been too 🔥🔥🔥