GIFT feat. Lyn Inaizumi
You & Explosion Band Lyrics
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Been in and out my woes damn that shit was some labor
Introduced with new clothes sought after things that were greater
Stayed aware of the new knowns
Stayed away from the danger
But I want it all
All my niggas can really see that shit
Except for the ones, mainly me, who really doubt my gifts
Maybe it's me, looked in the mirror to see if something clicks
Need reassurance that one day maybe we'll make it big
To later find out the dreams never went nowhere instead it did
A 180 uturn like Jada and Will Smith
Stuck working a job entangled in those thoughts we had as a kid
Been through some things, it's all the same as generations change
History repeats, more complex games, more complex ways
I cant understand so much young talents be going to waste
Driven by societies depiction of what it takes
To make it big
As I stand outside, reminiscing looking at a twig
Asking why
So many lies spiraled like how it did
I think its time we all just take a swig
Sit down and ask ourselves what all our gifts really is
Why
Why is the question we be always asking
Why so many died, and why so many just left to cry in
In misery
Tainted souls, ambiguous towards life's goals
So many torn, their child never made a life of their own
It's killing me
Seeing young children get scarred
Gotta find their dinner, hunting prey, wielding handguns and scars
It's 2021 yet people just don't change who they are
The gifted, tainted by red paint, smeared all over the walls
It's funny
Now I am starting to see a man in the mirror, looking at his dinner
A shiny plate, reflective face gifted by another sinner
Just turned 21, got me thinking by my mum
How she did it with 2 daughters 3 sons, and how she was the only one
Maybe it's her gifts
God came down and blessed her with a hug
Cried many nights, yet she stayed determined, moved without a smug
Slow and steady
Had a ginormous heart with her
No Mr, till she settled to have a family and tend to her blisters
They say the struggles are only meant to shape you for your purpose
But there's a fine line between accidents and happening on purpose
Things we don't know, unfolding behind all of the curtains
Our gifts are blossoming to turn into beautiful roses
We've seen some things, it's not the same as generations change
History repeats, we compensate and we all learn to gage
So many reasons why many talents are going to waste
Driven by societies depiction of what it takes
To make it big
As I stand outside, reminiscing looking at a twig
Asking why
So many lies spiraled like how it did
I think its time we all just take a swig
Sit down and ask ourselves what all our gifts really is
In "Gift," the lyrics describe the struggle to recognize and appreciate one's own inherent talents and gifts, as well as questioning societal pressure to achieve success and fame. The opening lines express gratitude towards fear for helping the singer navigate through their problems and difficulties, but also acknowledge the effort and struggle it took to get there. The singer then admits to wanting it all and impressing their peers, but also doubting their own abilities. They question the extent to which they are fooling themselves, and whether or not their dreams have any real potential. The song then turns to exploring the darker sides of society; the tragic loss of life and lack of opportunity for young people, and the persistent human cycle of pain and suffering. The final verse brings the focus back to personal experience and the necessity of determination and perseverance in order to achieve one's goals.
Overall, "Gift" is a complex and introspective song that addresses themes of self-doubt, societal expectations, and the struggle to succeed in an often harsh and unforgiving world. It is a call to action for individuals to recognize their own talents and potential, while also acknowledging the realities of life and the need to remain grounded and determined in order to achieve their dreams.
Line by Line Meaning
Fear did me a favor
Feeling scared has helped me in some way
Been in and out my woes damn that shit was some labor
Dealing with my problems has been difficult and exhausting
Introduced with new clothes sought after things that were greater
I was given new opportunities to achieve greater things
Stayed aware of the new knowns
I paid attention to new information and changes
Stayed away from the danger
I avoided risky or dangerous situations
But I want it all
Despite being cautious, I still want to achieve everything
All my niggas can really see that shit
My friends can see what I am trying to accomplish
Except for the ones, mainly me, who really doubt my gifts
However, I still have doubts about my abilities
All of the pain behind the makeup, who really be the one who tricks
I wonder who is really hiding their pain behind a facade
Maybe it's me, looked in the mirror to see if something clicks
Perhaps I am the one hiding my pain and need to reflect on myself
Need reassurance that one day maybe we'll make it big
I want to believe that I can achieve great success
To later find out the dreams never went nowhere instead it did
However, I realized that my dreams did not disappear, but changed direction
A 180 uturn like Jada and Will Smith
My life took a drastic turn, similar to how Jada and Will Smith's lives changed
Stuck working a job entangled in those thoughts we had as a kid
I am stuck in a job while reflecting on my childhood dreams
Been through some things, it's all the same as generations change
Despite going through various struggles, it is a common experience for different generations
History repeats, more complex games, more complex ways
We continue to face similar challenges, but with increasing complexity
I cant understand so much young talents be going to waste
It is disheartening to see young talent not reaching their potential
Driven by societies depiction of what it takes
Society's expectations often push people to pursue a certain definition of success
As I stand outside, reminiscing looking at a twig
I reflect on my life while looking at a small, insignificant object
Asking why
Questioning what has led me to this point
So many lies spiraled like how it did
There are countless lies that have impacted my life
I think its time we all just take a swig
Perhaps it is time to stop and take a moment to reflect
Sit down and ask ourselves what all our gifts really is
We need to discover our true talents and strengths
Why so many died, and why so many just left to cry in
Questioning why so many people suffer and die
In misery
Living in sorrow and despair
Tainted souls, ambiguous towards life's goals
People with damaged inner selves, unsure of their purpose in life
So many torn, their child never made a life of their own
Many people are still suffering from the legacy of their biological parents
It's killing me
The pain and tragedy of others is overwhelming and unbearable
Seeing young children get scarred
Witnessing the emotional and physical wounds suffered by innocent children
Gotta find their dinner, hunting prey, wielding handguns and scars
Children are forced to become providers and warriors, using weapons to survive
It's 2021 yet people just don't change who they are
Despite the changing times, people seem stuck in their old ways
The gifted, tainted by red paint, smeared all over the walls
People with exceptional skills and abilities are often corrupted and their potential ruined
Now I am starting to see a man in the mirror, looking at his dinner
I am beginning to see my reflection, staring at my own success
A shiny plate, reflective face gifted by another sinner
My success was given to me by a flawed person
Just turned 21, got me thinking by my mum
Turning 21 has made me think about my mother and her accomplishments
How she did it with 2 daughters 3 sons, and how she was the only one
My mother raised five children alone, and succeeded despite the odds
Maybe it's her gifts
Perhaps my mother's talents and abilities are what led to her success
God came down and blessed her with a hug
My mother's faith and spirituality helped her endure her struggles
Cried many nights, yet she stayed determined, moved without a smug
My mother persevered through difficult times, remaining humble and resilient
Slow and steady
Taking things one step at a time
Had a ginormous heart with her
My mother had a huge capacity for love and kindness
No Mr, till she settled to have a family and tend to her blisters
My mother put her own needs aside until she had a family and could focus on herself
They say the struggles are only meant to shape you for your purpose
Some believe that challenges and hardships are meant to prepare us for our destiny
But there's a fine line between accidents and happening on purpose
The line between unexpected events and intentional occurrences can be blurry
Things we don't know, unfolding behind all of the curtains
There are many mysteries and secrets hidden behind the scenes
Our gifts are blossoming to turn into beautiful roses
Our talents and strengths are developing into something beautiful and meaningful
We've seen some things, it's not the same as generations change
Each generation faces unique challenges and experiences
History repeats, we compensate and we all learn to gage
While history repeats, we adapt and learn from our mistakes
So many reasons why many talents are going to waste
There are various factors that prevent people from reaching their full potential
Driven by societies depiction of what it takes
Society's expectations and values often limit people's potential success
As I stand outside, reminiscing looking at a twig
Reflecting on my life while observing something small and insignificant
Asking why
Questioning the reasons why my life has turned out the way it has
So many lies spiraled like how it did
Countless falsehoods have impacted the trajectory of my life
I think its time we all just take a swig
It is a good time for us to pause and reflect
Sit down and ask ourselves what all our gifts really is
We need to discover and nurture our true talents and strengths
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Written by: Unirah Stubbs
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