Not What I Am
Sage Francis Lyrics


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Fuck this sage francis faggot shit
Is this hip hop or a starbucks coffee shop
This is xaul zan, I'll show you how I do it in my neck of the woods

It's like...
You don't have to write a poem
I guess I just hate MCs who act like they're groggy
Grab the microphone
And resuscitate the life of the party
I got a right to be cocky
The girlies want me bad
Throw my blows and hockey dads give me herpes
I'll be mad
You turkeys lolly-gag, emitting the worst stench
I got your mommy gagged
And she's sitting on my workbench
Handed her a wrench
I let her work my nuts a bit
To have her thirst quenched
Yeah I let her take another sip
For the fuck of it I freaked the funk on 45s
Silly suckers think I'll sit just listening to all their jive
I'm the sort of guy to cook your family fix for dinner
I'll make your daughter cry when she wakes up
With some fingers in her
Listen to lynyrd skinner
I'll sell your pretty heart
Now let's tittyfuck while I get naked like iggy pop
She sees my mini-cock
She wants no small man
Runnin around the city block, yellin out...
It's Xaul Zan!
I sip from a tall can and take big gulps
The dodgeball champ, I'm the reason why your kid sulks
Feeding the shit out adults
Ripping the deeds to your house
And I'ma fuck you in your face till you bleed out your mouth
Smooth, not what I am
Rough....Xaul Zan




Smooth, not what I am
Rough....Xaul Zan

Overall Meaning

In the beginning of the song, Sage Francis is being insulted and dismissed as a terrible rapper by someone who is claiming to be better than him, Xaul Zan. Xaul Zan brags about his sexual prowess, violence, and his disregard for societal norms. He describes himself as someone who is rough around the edges, contrasting with the smoothness that Sage Francis exhibits in his raps. Xaul Zan doesn't care about writing poetry or creating a message, he just wants to be seen as the life of the party and the coolest guy around.


The song can be interpreted as a commentary on toxic masculinity and the glorification of violence and misogyny in hip hop culture. Sage Francis, who is known for his socially conscious and introspective lyrics, takes a jab at MCs who perpetuate negative stereotypes and promote harmful behavior. Xaul Zan represents the worst of hip hop, someone who prioritizes ego and machismo over artistry and empathy. The final line of the song, "Smooth, not what I am / Rough....Xaul Zan", is a clear statement on what type of rapper Sage Francis does not want to be, and what type of rapper Xaul Zan represents.


Line by Line Meaning

Fuck this sage francis faggot shit
I dislike Sage Francis's music


Is this hip hop or a starbucks coffee shop
I question whether this is real hip hop or just watered down commercial music


This is xaul zan, I'll show you how I do it in my neck of the woods
I am Xaul Zan and I will demonstrate how I make music in my area


You don't have to write a poem
You don't have to put too much effort into making music


I guess I just hate MCs who act like they're groggy
I don't like MCs who pretend to be something they're not


Grab the microphone
Take control of the situation


And resuscitate the life of the party
Revive the fun and energy of the event


I got a right to be cocky
I am entitled to be arrogant due to my skills


The girlies want me bad
Women are attracted to me


Throw my blows and hockey dads give me herpes
I engage in violent behavior and end up getting STDs from older men


I'll be mad
I will become angry


You turkeys lolly-gag, emitting the worst stench
You people are wasting time and bothering others with your unpleasant smell


I got your mommy gagged
I have your mother tied up and unable to speak


And she's sitting on my workbench
She is sitting on my place of work


Handed her a wrench
I gave her a tool to pretend she's fixing something


I let her work my nuts a bit
I let her touch my genitals


To have her thirst quenched
To satisfy her sexual desires


Yeah I let her take another sip
I allowed her to continue her sexual activities


For the fuck of it I freaked the funk on 45s
For fun, I played funky music on vinyl records


Silly suckers think I'll sit just listening to all their jive
People mistakenly assume that I will listen to their nonsense


I'm the sort of guy to cook your family fix for dinner
I am the type of person who would hurt your loved ones


I'll make your daughter cry when she wakes up with some fingers in her
I will sexually assault your daughter and cause her emotional pain


Listen to lynyrd skinner
I enjoy listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd


I'll sell your pretty heart
I will destroy what you love


Now let's tittyfuck while I get naked like iggy pop
Let's engage in a sexual act while I strip down naked like Iggy Pop


She sees my mini-cock
She notices my small penis


She wants no small man
She does not desire a man with a small penis


Runnin around the city block, yellin out... It's Xaul Zan!
I am running around the neighborhood shouting my name


I sip from a tall can and take big gulps
I drink from a large can and swallow a lot of liquid


The dodgeball champ, I'm the reason why your kid sulks
I am good at dodging balls and I am the reason why your child is unhappy


Feeding the shit out adults
I am giving a hard time to grown-ups


Ripping the deeds to your house
I am stealing your home ownership documents


And I'ma fuck you in your face till you bleed out your mouth
I will assault you and cause you serious injury


Smooth, not what I am
I portray a smooth persona, but my true nature is not smooth


Rough....Xaul Zan
I am a rough person named Xaul Zan


Smooth, not what I am
I am not actually as smooth as I come across


Rough....Xaul Zan
I am a rough person named Xaul Zan




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Cheche Garcia


on Buckets Of Silence

I never held a funeral for that big part of me that died.
I need to put these thoughts to rest. i need to find a peace of mind.
I need to piece my mind, find a piece of mind to rest in.
need to find someone to confide in, and with the rest i need to start restin'.
needless to say, i couldn't hide.
fifteen grown men shouldn't cry.

Cheche Garcia


on Message Sent

I've got some letters inside of my drawer
that should have been stamped and delivered
One is addressed to my ex
it says I'm the type of kid who can't be lived with
One is addressed to my friends
it says I'm a mess so y'all can't visit
One is addressed to myself
but I don't know what personality or hand to give it

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