Over Under
Sage Francis Lyrics


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You get over me
You get over me
You get over me
You, you

Babygirl I done been over myself (out of myself)
Over the counter and under the shelf
Into the wild-wild hidin' wealth
You think really gonna tell me to do nothing else
Hurled insults to me like that shit helps
Got a malleable muscle in my chest
Yes it breaks (it heals) it freezes (it melts)
It sees itself in the worst of light
And it curses the day that I learned to write
The guys are all "Do you even lift bro?"
Shit no I don't, girls are like "Ew
He drive a Prius, he saving money, he's hoarding cash
Who does he think he is?
What's the point of living if you can't ball and flash?" (Balderdash!)
Even more than half of them broads don't have a passport
I'm a citizen of the world, girl, I couldn't take you there if you asked for it
Oh I know, get over myself, all you see is me holding myself
What you don't see is an OG oak tree protecting the forest like nobody else
I pop that lumberjack venemous beard, had a gold digger won by the end of the year
I let it get so long I could fuck it, after that I'll let you cut it
Shyeah, I'm over myself so much that I'm just looking down on myself
As I watch everybody try to bad talk pride
And they constantly strive to be proud of themselves
Follow the beat of another conundrum
Get out of the heat, rent a cottage in London
I'm on a retreat and I'm under the assumption
No matter where I go there I am
Middle-earth excursion, head to New Zealand
Shoot for the stars and I'm breaking the ceiling
Center of the Universe, can't shake the feeling no matter where I go there I am

Honey I been over myself, out of my self
Extra extra large, rocking sexy socks with garter belts
You ain't really gots to tell me nothing (you already said)
You ain't really gots to say Nathan (god damn broken record)

Oh I know, I know I let myself go
I simply slipped through my own pathetic crib
Can never really get a firm grasp of my true inner glow
But tell me the truth, you're more pissed that I let go of you cause it was overdue
In person your life don't look nearly as well put together as all your photos do
But that's ok but eventually, since you push me, since you press me
Fuck your non-stop, toxic, drama carpetbagging, fuck your selfie
Oh I'm the pig, you're trying to strangle me in a blanket though
You're a GMO seed of breed in my organic garden
Wanting my resources to make it grow (oh hell no)
It's a courtesy call-back, let the pilot fly
I'll be your emergency contact if you'll be my ride or die
Could've followed the pride and then follow the footsteps
Out of my mind I'm not out of the woods yet
I'm trying to find a location that's good yet
No matter where I go there I am

Over the counter and under the shelf
Into the wild-wild hidin wealth
You ain't really got to tell me to do nothing else
Cause I've heard it all before from a sharper tongue with a lot more scorn
Performing self flagellation with improper form until the copper's gone




(Over myself, out of myself)
(Extra extra large)

Overall Meaning

The song "Over Under" by Sage Francis talks about self-discovery and self-acceptance. The lyrics seem to be a conversation between Sage and a person who is trying to point out his flaws and shortcomings. He acknowledges that he has been over himself, overthinking things, and stressing about his own issues. However, he also describes how he has been able to find peace and understanding by exploring nature and traveling around the world. Despite all this, he still gets criticized for not being able to follow societal norms, such as being successful and flashy. He realizes that he can't please everybody and he has to be true to himself.


The lyrics also discuss the idea of toxic relationships and how they can weigh a person down. Sage discusses how he has let go of a relationship and how he is being judged by his ex-partner. He acknowledges that he has let himself go but feels that his partner was a GMO seed of breed in his organic garden and just wanted to use his resources to make herself grow. Sage talks about finding a good location and settling down to find inner peace.


Line by Line Meaning

You get over me
Repetition of the phrase emphasizes the theme of moving on and getting over something/someone.


Babygirl I done been over myself (out of myself)
The singer has already gone through self-reflection and introspection to the point of being able to detach from their own ego and identity.


Over the counter and under the shelf
The singer is describing ways in which they have tried to escape (by way of drugs or hiding), but ultimately failed to do so.


Into the wild-wild hidin' wealth
Trying to find fulfillment and purpose in the unknown, where wealth is synonymous with abundance and satisfaction.


You think really gonna tell me to do nothing else
The artist is defiant and dismissive of someone else's instruction or advice.


Hurled insults to me like that shit helps
The singer recognizes that insulting or belittling them doesn't do anything to actually help or change the situation.


Got a malleable muscle in my chest / Yes it breaks (it heals) it freezes (it melts)
The singer's heart/emotions are flexible and resilient, but can be easily hurt or changed depending on the circumstances.


It sees itself in the worst of light / And it curses the day that I learned to write
The artist's negative self-image is exacerbated by their ability to articulate and express their thoughts and feelings through writing.


The guys are all 'Do you even lift bro?' / Shit no I don't, girls are like 'Ew / He drive a Prius, he saving money, he's hoarding cash
The artist is being judged and criticized for not fitting stereotypical and superficial expectations of masculinity and wealth.


Even more than half of them broads don't have a passport / I'm a citizen of the world, girl, I couldn't take you there if you asked for it
The artist has a broader view and experience of the world, but most people they encounter are limited and ignorant in comparison.


What's the point of living if you can't ball and flash? (Balderdash!)
The singer is dismissing and mocking the superficial notion that material possessions and external validation are necessary for a meaningful life.


I pop that lumberjack venemous beard, had a gold digger won by the end of the year / I let it get so long I could fuck it, after that I'll let you cut it
The artist is describing their ability to use their unconventional appearance (in this case, a long beard) as a tactic to attract women, but ultimately sees it as a temporary and disposable accessory.


Shyeah, I'm over myself so much that I'm just looking down on myself / As I watch everybody try to bad talk pride / And they constantly strive to be proud of themselves
The singer has transcended their ego and is now able to be objectively critical of themselves and others for their prideful attitudes.


Follow the beat of another conundrum / Get out of the heat, rent a cottage in London / I'm on a retreat and I'm under the assumption / No matter where I go there I am
The singer is advocating for and pursuing self-discovery and exploration, but acknowledging that they can't escape their own identity and issues, no matter where they go.


Honey I been over myself, out of my self / Extra extra large, rocking sexy socks with garter belts
The singer is repeating their detachment from their own ego, and self-awareness of their unusual and unique fashion choices.


You ain't really gots to tell me nothing (you already said) / You ain't really gots to say Nathan (god damn broken record)
The artist is being dismissive and annoyed of someone who isn't saying anything new or helpful.


But tell me the truth, you're more pissed that I let go of you cause it was overdue / In person your life don't look nearly as well put together as all your photos do
The artist is confronting someone they used to be involved with, but also exposing their own insecurity and jealousy regarding that person's apparent success.


But that's ok but eventually, since you push me, since you press me / Fuck your non-stop, toxic, drama carpetbagging, fuck your selfie
The singer is expressing their irritation and disdain for someone who is constantly causing drama and attention-seeking through social media.


Oh I'm the pig, you're trying to strangle me in a blanket though / You're a GMO seed of breed in my organic garden / Wanting my resources to make it grow (oh hell no)
The singer is using metaphors to describe how they feel manipulated and stifled by someone else's control and influence over them.


It's a courtesy call-back, let the pilot fly / I'll be your emergency contact if you'll be my ride or die
The artist is offering to support someone else if they reciprocate a loyal and committed relationship.


Could've followed the pride and then follow the footsteps / Out of my mind I'm not out of the woods yet / I'm trying to find a location that's good yet / No matter where I go there I am
The artist is acknowledging that they could have followed a path of pride and conformity, but instead are still struggling with uncertainty and self-discovery. Regardless of their location or situation, they are still struggling with themselves.


Performing self flagellation with improper form until the copper's gone / (Over myself, out of myself) / (Extra extra large)
The artist is using a metaphor of self-harm to describe how they have punished themselves in the past without any real results or progress. The last two lines are repeated from an earlier verse for emphasis and rhythm.




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: SAGE FRANCIS, DAVID EDMOND LEBLANC

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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