Surf
Vince Staples w/ Kilo Kish Lyrics


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Broken and all I had was my homeboys
Either build or destroy, what you going for?
Just a pawn and a plan tryin' to hold on
When the smoke clear why was the war fought?
Bout time you abandon the folklore
How you rich but your bitch in an old Ford?
How you black sellin' crack for the white man?
How you real, wouldn't kill for your right hand?
On the stand sworn in with ya right hand
It was all goin' good 'til the rave end
Knife scars on ya neck from ya best friend
Now it's talk, keep a TEC on ya nightstand
Every nigga dead to the world 'til his life end

You got it, I pawned it, you dreamt it, I start it
You're missin' the target, what more can you ask me for?
You want it, my dearly departed
I cocked back and shot it, what more can you ask me for?

More black kids killed from a pill than the FEDs in the projects
In the planned parenthood playin' God with ya mom's check
You ain't even been to prom yet
Sixteen, heard you wanna be a star girl
What he charge for the dream that you bought girl
What's the price for a life in this dark world?
Couple hundred where I come from, how you sleep when the sun down?
I ain't really tryna judge, know you lookin' for somebody you can love
He was lookin' for somebody he could fuck
Took ya body, wouldn't bother with you none
Spoiled rotten in the bottom of the slums
Caught up in the fun

You got it, I pawned it, you dreamt it, I start it
You're missin' the target, what more can you ask me for?




You want it, my dearly departed
I cocked back and shot it, what more can you ask me for?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "Surf" by Vince Staples and Kilo Kish explore themes of violence, poverty, and social injustice. The opening lines set the tone for the entire song, with Staples reflecting on his humble beginnings and questioning whether he should be building something positive or contributing to the cycle of destruction that surrounds him. The imagery of being "just a pawn" highlights the idea that many individuals in these circumstances feel powerless and caught in a larger system of oppression.


The second verse delves deeper into issues of systemic inequality, specifically pointing out the disproportionate harm caused by pharmaceutical companies and underfunded healthcare to Black communities. The line "playing God with your mom's check" is a scathing critique of the way societal structures and policies can often deny necessary healthcare and reproductive services to those who need it most.


The chorus of the song expresses a sense of frustration with the status quo, as Staples accuses society of missing the target and not doing enough to address these issues. The final verse touches on themes of sexual violence, exploitation, and the cycle of poverty. The repetition of "what more can you ask me for?" in the chorus emphasizes the growing frustration that comes with feeling unheard and unsupported by those in positions of power.


Line by Line Meaning

Broke and all I had was my homeboys
I was financially unstable and only had the support of my friends


Either build or destroy, what you going for?
You have a choice in life – whether you want to create or destruct


Just a pawn and a plan tryin' to hold on
I feel like I am being used for someone else's agenda and struggle to stay afloat


When the smoke clear why was the war fought?
After all the chaos, why did we go through the struggle in the first place?


Bout time you abandon the folklore
It's about time you let go of outdated beliefs and traditions


How you rich but your bitch in an old Ford?
You claim to have wealth, yet your significant other drives an outdated car


How you black sellin' crack for the white man?
As a Black person, how can you justify selling drugs for the benefit of white people?


How you real, wouldn't kill for your right hand?
You claim to be genuine, but would you not defend your closest ally?


On the stand sworn in with ya right hand
You promised to tell the truth with your right hand on the Bible in court


It was all goin' good 'til the rave end
Everything was fine until the party came to an end


Knife scars on ya neck from ya best friend
Your closest friend betrayed you, leaving you harmed


Now it's talk, leave a tec' on ya nightstand
Now all you can do is talk, but I have a weapon ready in case you make a move


Leave a nigga dead to the world 'til his life end
I will eliminate you from existence and no one will remember you


You got it, I armed it, you dreamt it, I start it
You may have had the idea, but I executed it and made it happen


You're missin' the target, what more can you ask me for?
You are not hitting the intended goal and I have already done enough


You want it, my dearly departed
You desire something from me, but it is too late


I cocked back and shot it, what more can you ask me for?
I already did what you wanted, what else could you possibly want from me?


More black kids killed from a pill than the FEDs in the projects
Prescription drugs are killing more Black youth than the government in poor communities


In the planned parenthood playin' God with ya mom's check, you ain't even been to prom yet
Planned Parenthood is making decisions about your mother's health with her money, and you haven't even experienced normal childhood milestones yet


Sixteen, heard you wanna be a star girl
You are only 16 and want to achieve fame


What he charge for the dream that you bought girl
What price did he make you pay for the dream he sold you?


What's the price for a life in this dark world?
What is the cost of living in a dangerous and harsh world?


Couple hundred where I come from, how you sleep when the sun down?
In my neighborhood, only a few hundred dollars can mean life or death. How can you be at peace when darkness falls?


I ain't really tryna judge, they be lookin' for somebody you can love
I am not here to pass judgment, but everyone wants to find someone to love


He was lookin' for somebody he could fuck
He was only looking for someone to have sexual relations with


Took ya body, wouldn't bother with you none
He only wanted your physical body and did not care about you as a person


Spoiled rotten in the bottom of the slums
Living in poor conditions but still having materialistic items and a privileged mindset


Caught up in the fun
Getting caught up in the excitement of the moment without considering the consequences




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Vince Staples, Michael Volpe, Mikky Ekko, Lakisha K Robinson

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Comments from YouTube:

@TheWatsonGreen

If Clams showed this beat to most rappers out now they wouldn't have a fucking clue of how to ride it. Vince makes this shit sound easy, so smooth.

@scottbennici4689

TheWatsonGreen agreed

@maleekwho3950

This and the joint with Flume we're prime Vince 🙏🏽 💀

@sonnyparmar1788

This is legit the best beat I've heard in years

@_DL77_

Clams casino for ya

@chalky_white

This shit goes hard

@maxspencerkarinen6463

made using a yamaha djx lol

@jetset808

@Max Spencer Karinen LOL.. the only reason i checked this song out was because I have a DJx.. man i got to break out this synth..

@gp01fullbernern

Such an underrated artist

@samarsvard6384

vince or kilo?

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