Nausea
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Like how you fuck me
And just disappear
Dont take It wrong
Cause i don't really care
But girl I just think that
It's really weird
But don't you think
That ima shed a tear
I got some bitches
I could call
But I
Wish we ain't have a Fallin out
Look at my phone and I been
Stallin now
You dropped the ball
But I'm still ballin out

You wasn't trying to
Spend no time with me
Always goin out
And that was fine with me
But your hoe ass friends
Was steady lying to me
Spendin money here and there
But wasn't trying to pay no mind to me
Always on the road
Like who you trying to see
Seen you switch around the bros
Like who you trying to be
Cause the way that you was actin
It just wasn't you
When you changed you said I changed
Like what I fuckin do
We was fuckin all the time
When I
Would pick you up and let you ride around
You would kiss me and tease me
Then I fuck you and please you
How you fuckin just leave me
I can't fuckin believe you
Then I don't answer
And you trippin out
Like how you mad
But steady dippin out
I bet you glad
That I be sipping now
Yea sure I'm upset
But girl you missin out
I be trynna chill with shorties
I be dickin down
But I can't help it I be hittin
And just kickin out
you ran away w Both my legs
Can't even kick it now
I really thought you was
The Minnie to my Mickey Mouse
I was so oblivious
It's like my eyes was closed
glimpses of your face
But You was trynna hide ya noes
I just put it past you
Never really asked you
guess I was just in denial
I ain't wanna blast you

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
I be steady thinking bout
How you was toxic
I can't even say ya name
It got me nauseous
Rare times I was with her
I was cautious
She was fuckin
with the opps and I ain't spot shit
I got some bitches
I could call
But I
Wish we ain't have a Fallin out
Look at my phone and I been
Stallin now
You dropped the ball
But I'm still ballin out

I be ballin like Kyrie
Bunch of shit that remind me
Of the times that we done had
Back in the good old days
Now you been trying to find me
Takin shots like a IV
I'm just sippin reminiscing
Bout the good old days
Think bout how you did me
Thinkin bout how I did you
It just wasn't addin up
Im wishin I never did you
Talking about you with the homies
Now I'm wishin I hid you
Got me lookin stupid
I don't think I'll forgive you

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
I be steady thinking bout
How you was toxic
I can't even say ya name
It got me nauseous
Rare times I was with her
I was cautious
She was fuckin
with the opps and I ain't spot shit
I got some bitches
I could call
But I
Wish we ain't have a Fallin out
Look at my phone and I been
Stallin now




You dropped the ball
But I'm still ballin out

Overall Meaning

X's song "Nausea" appears to be describing the experience of being so sick and hungover that one can barely function. The lyrics seem to be describing a scenario where the singer wakes up feeling ill, and spends the day vomiting into a sink. The candy bar imagery suggests that the singer is poor and is struggling to get by. They fall asleep still wearing their clothes, and the next day, they are still so out of it that they can't remember what they said the night before. The line "take the scissors, saw the head" suggests the desperation and confusion that can come with being severely ill.


The repeated line "bloody red eyes go to sleep" further underscores the idea that the singer is barely able to function or keep their eyes open. The song seems to be a commentary on the destructive effects of alcohol and poverty, and the toll it can take on a person's health and well-being. The sense of nausea and sickness is palpable throughout the song, and the repetition of the phrase "nausea" drives home the intensity of the feeling.


Overall, "Nausea" is a powerful and evocative song that captures the experience of being hungover and the desperation that can come with struggling to make ends meet. It is a testament to X's ability to capture intense emotions and experiences in his lyrics.



Line by Line Meaning

Today, you're gonna be so sick, so sick You'll prop your forehead on the sink Say, ""Oh, Christ, oh, Jesus Christ My head's gonna crack like a bank."
Today, you will feel extremely ill to the point where you will rest your forehead on a sink. You will feel as though your head is under immense pressure, to the extent that it may soon burst.


Tonight, you'll fall asleep in clothes So late like a candy bar wrapped up For lunch, that's all you get to taste Poverty and spit Poverty and spit
Tonight, you'll be too tired to change out of your clothes and fall asleep in them. You are in such a situation that you can only afford a simple, unsatisfying lunch, which leaves a bitter aftertaste.


Nausea Bloody red eyes go to nausea Bloody red eyes go to nausea Bloody red eyes go to nausea Bloody red eyes go to sleep
The feeling of nausea is so intense that it results in bloodshot eyes from exhaustion. The sickness is so severe that it ultimately leads to sleep.


Talking out of harmony You can't remember what you said Cut it out, you feel retarded Take the scissors, saw the head
You're having difficulty articulating your thoughts and you can't recall what you were trying to say. This makes you feel stupid, so you wish to remove your head with a saw or scissors.


Nausea Bloody red eyes go to nausea Bloody red eyes go to nausea Bloody red eyes go to nausea Bloody red eyes go to sleep
Intense nausea results in bloody eyes and ultimately leads to sleep.




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Written by: Damonni Lobo

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