Black Folk
ScHoolboy Q Lyrics


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Wasted, wasted
Wasted, wasted
Wasted, wasted
Wasted, wasted
You ain't talkin' 'bout no bread or no guap or no fetti or no cake
Get the fuck up out my face, what you say?
Wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted (Ooh ooh), wasted, wasted
Living like I'm 'posed to, yeah
I'ma fuck up like I'm 'posed to, yeah
Who knew failure make you better? (Better)
My adversities done turned me to a killer (Uh)
Sabotage, uh, men who washed, uh, give me cars
Hundred whores (Uh), gimme yours (Uh), back and forth
Fast life, got the rock mane, it's a ball game
Copped chain, get a Benzo, it's a black thang
Court case, nigga shell case, it's a heat wave
Done for, took the whole flow, no need for encore
I run this, I rather gun shit, or hit the function
I'm basic, don't wanna chase it, my talent wasted
I know this, somehow I lost it, the way I fold it
The black mind is where it started 'cause we was chosen
The water is where we crossed it and got to building
With dreaming but lost the feeling, we stopped believing
And uh

Wasted, wasted
Wasted, wasted
Wasted, wasted
Wasted, wasted
You ain't talkin' 'bout no bread or no guap or no fetti or no cake
Get the fuck up out my face, what you say?
Wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted (Ooh ooh), wasted, wasted

When I got it, it was great
'Til you know, then you start to hate
You know a fake nigga, his favorite words is "he fake"
Talking 'bout I'll pay you back, bitch, do that with your down payment
All that damn hating, I'm better at love making
Tryna stay positive out of negative energy
Nigga don't play with me
You must think my loyalty slavery, uh

Wasted, wasted
Wasted, wasted




Wasted, wasted
Wasted, wasted

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Black Folk" by ScHoolboy Q delve into themes of wasted potential, the struggles of black individuals, and the impact of societal expectations. The repetition of the word "wasted" throughout the song highlights a sense of disillusionment and frustration.


The song begins with the singer asserting their worth and dismissing anyone who doesn't bring bread, money, or success to the table. This suggests that the singer is tired of empty promises and people who don't contribute meaningfully to their life. It reflects a desire for genuine connections and meaningful progress.


In the following lines, the singer acknowledges their own flaws and mistakes, recognizing that failure can actually fuel personal growth. They confess that adversities have turned them into a different person, perhaps someone who is more determined, self-assured, and even ruthless. The mention of sabotage and washed-out men indicates a sense of betrayal and the need to protect oneself.


The song also touches upon the struggles specific to the black community, such as the pressure to succeed and the feeling of wasted talent. The mention of the "black mind" being chosen refers to the creative and intellectual potential that black individuals possess, but often feel constrained or unheard within society. The song suggests that dreams and aspirations can sometimes fade away due to a loss of belief or a lack of opportunities.


Overall, "Black Folk" explores themes of disappointment, resilience, and the complexities of navigating a world that may not always recognize or value one's talent.


Line by Line Meaning

Wasted, wasted
Feeling wasted or intoxicated


You ain't talkin' 'bout no bread or no guap or no fetti or no cake
If you're not talking about money or success, I don't want to hear it


Get the fuck up out my face, what you say?
Leave me alone if you're not speaking anything of value


Living like I'm 'posed to, yeah
Living the way I'm expected to, without care


I'ma fuck up like I'm 'posed to, yeah
I'm bound to make mistakes, that's expected


Who knew failure make you better? (Better)
Failure can actually improve you as a person


My adversities done turned me to a killer (Uh)
The challenges I faced have made me stronger and more determined


Sabotage, uh, men who washed, uh, give me cars
People trying to bring me down or compete with me don't bother me because I own nice cars


Hundred whores (Uh), gimme yours (Uh), back and forth
I can have any woman I want, they come and go


Fast life, got the rock mane, it's a ball game
Living a fast-paced lifestyle, enjoying life to the fullest


Copped chain, get a Benzo, it's a black thang
Buying expensive jewelry and cars is a symbol of success for a black person


Court case, nigga shell case, it's a heat wave
Dealing with legal issues and the violence in the streets


Done for, took the whole flow, no need for encore
I've made my mark and achieved success, no need for further validation


I run this, I rather gun shit, or hit the function
I'm in control of my life, I prefer to handle things my own way


I'm basic, don't wanna chase it, my talent wasted
I'm not interested in trying too hard or chasing after things, my talent is being wasted


I know this, somehow I lost it, the way I fold it
I know what I should be doing, but I somehow lost my way


The black mind is where it started 'cause we was chosen
The struggles and challenges of being black has shaped my mindset


The water is where we crossed it and got to building
We had to overcome obstacles and work hard to achieve success


With dreaming but lost the feeling, we stopped believing
We used to dream and have hope, but we lost that feeling and stopped believing in ourselves


When I got it, it was great
When I achieved success, it felt amazing


'Til you know, then you start to hate
But then people started to envy and resent me


You know a fake nigga, his favorite words is 'he fake'
You can easily recognize someone fake because they always accuse others of being fake


Talking 'bout I'll pay you back, bitch, do that with your down payment
Don't talk about paying people back, prove it with actions instead of empty promises


All that damn hating, I'm better at love making
Instead of wasting energy on hating, I focus on love and pleasure


Tryna stay positive out of negative energy
I'm trying to maintain a positive mindset despite the negative vibes around me


Nigga don't play with me
Don't mess with me or underestimate me


You must think my loyalty slavery, uh
If you think my loyalty is like slavery, then you have a distorted perception


Wasted, wasted
Feeling wasted or intoxicated




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dacoury Natche, Jacob Dutton, Quincey Hanley

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Comments from YouTube:

@thecylinderpunisher1486

All my respect goes to Q , man knows How to make a great project at His own pace.

@CR-kr9cs

simplifiedperception I been jamming oxymoron and habits and contradictions on repeat everyday for like two years. It’s what I listen to at work.
This album came out of nowhere for me, I ain’t on social media. Such a dope vibe and a hella good project. 10/10

@silencio7216

Took 3 yrs
But damn this a masterpiece πŸ–€

@benpreston7583

C R I’ve had oxymoron in my car for a year now haha

@zackdagoat2596

@ben Preston oxy was a crazy project and he said in an interview he don't have a single memory while making it

@moistymerman6894

Whole album is πŸ”₯

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@dray1192

Mannn the beat selection on the whole album is πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

@davidbanuelos2177

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@AngelXO96

Facts, so smooth and unique not like those generic beats coming out of trashlanta

@thedon0516

That's the case with most West Coast rappers. They have very particular & distinctive production.

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