Mug
joedotwhy Lyrics
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I'm getting deeper in the hole that I dug
True say I used to be the best at putting on a front
Always say something weird on the phone to my plug
But they're still showing love and I'm still growing up
Don't put money in my tunes cus I'm scared of blowing up, yo
Turned down a label cus I'm half hearted
Good cop bad cop on some partnership shit
I still don't man I wing it like every day
I kick back chit chat I got a lot to say
A couple drinks, couple spliffs and I could talk for days
I just wanna go miles away and never see this town again
(Again, again)
I just wanna go miles away and never see this town, yo
Feeling like I'm stuck in slow mo
Lose the closest thing but won't say don't go
If you ain't got the energy I'm ghost now
You won't find me, you won't find me no
Living through the days just to get away
I can't sleep at night man it's killing me
If you ain't got some doubts then just stay with me
But I'm leaving now if you don't match my energy
Oh, what a mug what a mug
I'm getting deeper in the hole that I dug
True say I used to be the best at putting on a front
Always say something weird on the phone to my plug, yo
Oh, what a mug what a mug
I'm getting deeper in the hole that I dug
True say I used to be the best at putting on a front
Always say something weird on the phone to my plug, yo
What a mug
What a mug
What a mug
What a mug
What a mug
What a mug
What a mug, yo
What a mug
What a mug
What a mug
What a mug
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What a mug
What a mug, oh no
What a mug
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What a mug, yo
What a mug
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What a mug, oh
In the lyrics to "Mug" by joedotwhy, the recurring phrase "what a mug" functions as an expression of self-reflection and acknowledgment of past mistakes. It opens the narrative with a sense of humor mixed with an undercurrent of seriousness. The term “mug” can connote various meanings, including a fool or someone naive. In this context, it represents the artist's awareness of the precarious state he finds himself in as he admits to digging a deeper hole for himself. This metaphorical hole likely refers to the emotional or situational pitfalls he has encountered, particularly in relation to the façade he has constructed. His introspection reveals a struggle between his public persona and his true self, as he grapples with the expectations placed upon him and recognizes that his previous ability to "put on a front" may not serve him well anymore.
The lyrics delve into themes of authenticity and personal growth. The artist reflects on how he used to engage in quirky conversations with his “plug” - someone in his network, possibly referring to a distributor or supplier. This suggests the tension between informal connections and legitimate industry expectations. His reluctance to put money into his own music stems from a fear of success, indicating a fear of losing creative control or becoming overly commercialized. When he mentions turning down a label, it emphasizes the internal conflict he faces between ambition and his desire to remain true to himself. The juxtaposition of “good cop bad cop” hints at his complicated relationships within the music industry and the partnerships he navigates, where trust may be fraught with ulterior motives.
Following this introspective commentary, the artist expresses feelings of stasis and loss. The lines about feeling "stuck in slow mo" evoke a sense of helplessness, as if time is dragging on while he deals with the burden of losing something or someone significant. The underlying tension is palpable in the struggle to maintain connections with people who may not understand or match his energy. This is a prevalent idea in many artistic expressions—surrounding oneself with like-minded individuals while navigating the trials of personal relationships. The insistence on mutual energy suggests that he is carefully curating his circle, asserting that he will no longer engage with those who drain his vitality. This self-preservation is echoed in his desire to escape the town, indicating a yearning for freedom and reinvention away from familiar confines.
Ultimately, the repeated refrain of "what a mug" serves as a cathartic release, a chorus that encapsulates his reflections on youth, mistakes, and the inevitable journey to self-acceptance. It reflects a humorous yet poignant acknowledgment of his flaws and missteps, underscoring the journey of personal growth in the face of adversity. The duality of the lyrics—spanning from humor to melancholy—invites listeners to resonate with his experiences, as he candidly shares both his inner turmoil and moments of levity. Through this tension, joedotwhy establishes a relatable narrative, ultimately embracing imperfection as a part of the journey towards maturity and authenticity within the chaotic landscape of life and the music industry.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh, what a mug what a mug
Oh, how foolish I feel, truly ridiculous.
I'm getting deeper in the hole that I dug
I'm becoming more entrenched in the issues I've created for myself.
True say I used to be the best at putting on a front
Honestly, I was skilled at pretending everything was fine.
Always say something weird on the phone to my plug
I would often say odd things during conversations with my connections.
But they're still showing love and I'm still growing up
Despite my flaws, my friends remain supportive as I continue to mature.
Don't put money in my tunes cus I'm scared of blowing up, yo
I'm hesitant to take financial backing for my music because I'm afraid of sudden fame.
Turned down a label cus I'm half hearted
I rejected a record deal because my commitment was uncertain.
Good cop bad cop on some partnership shit
I'm navigating a complicated dynamic in a collaboration with mixed signals.
Back then I never really knew what to say
In the past, I often struggled to express my thoughts.
I still don't man I wing it like every day
Even now, I often improvise my way through life without a clear plan.
I kick back chit chat I got a lot to say
When I relax and talk casually, I find I have plenty to express.
A couple drinks, couple spliffs and I could talk for days
With some drinks and a smoke, I'm capable of endless conversation.
I just wanna go miles away and never see this town again
I long to escape far from here and leave this place behind.
(Again, again)
This desire for escape is something I yearn for repeatedly.
I just wanna go miles away and never see this town, yo
All I want is to distance myself from this town for good.
Feeling like I'm stuck in slow mo
I feel as though my life is dragging at a frustratingly slow pace.
Lose the closest thing but won't say don't go
Even as I lose something dear to me, I hesitate to ask it to stay.
If you ain't got the energy I'm ghost now
If you cannot match my passion, I'll disappear from your life.
You won't find me, you won't find me no
If you're not bringing positivity, you won't be able to reach me.
Living through the days just to get away
I'm merely existing day by day, seeking an escape.
I can't sleep at night man it's killing me
Rest eludes me, and it's causing me emotional distress.
If you ain't got some doubts then just stay with me
If you're uncertain about this relationship, it would be better if you remained near.
But I'm leaving now if you don't match my energy
However, if you can't reciprocate my enthusiasm, I’m ready to move on.
Oh, what a mug what a mug
Oh, how naive I feel, truly ridiculous.
I'm getting deeper in the hole that I dug
I'm becoming more entangled in the consequences of my actions.
True say I used to be the best at putting on a front
Honestly, I was really good at presenting a facade.
Always say something weird on the phone to my plug, yo
I tended to make strange comments during calls with my contacts.
Oh, what a mug what a mug
Oh, how foolish I feel once again.
I'm getting deeper in the hole that I dug
I'm further sinking into the problems I've caused.
True say I used to be the best at putting on a front
Honestly, I excelled at creating a false image of myself.
Always say something weird on the phone to my plug, yo
I consistently find myself saying unusual things during conversations with my connections.
What a mug
What a foolish situation this is.
What a mug
How ridiculous this all feels.
What a mug
Such foolishness I find myself in.
What a mug
Oh the sheer absurdity of my actions.
What a mug
Truly, how embarrassing this is.
What a mug
Another reminder of my foolishness.
What a mug, yo
What a foolish experience this is, you know.
What a mug
What a comical predicament I'm in.
What a mug
This is simply embarrassing.
What a mug
Another moment highlighting my naivety.
What a mug
What foolishness I can’t escape.
What a mug
A continued reminder of my own folly.
What a mug, oh no
What an unfortunate series of events I find myself in.
What a mug
How ridiculous this situation becomes.
What a mug
Yet again, I face my own foolishness.
What a mug
Can you believe this absurdity?
What a mug
A continuous cycle of embarrassment.
What a mug
Ultimately, a sad realization of my reality.
What a mug, yo
This feels particularly silly right now.
What a mug
I remain in disbelief at my predicament.
What a mug
Another instance of my naivety.
What a mug
How outrageous this situation is.
What a mug
Confronting my foolishness once more.
What a mug
Each moment is marked by sheer absurdity.
What a mug, oh
What a pity, to be caught in such foolishness.
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Joe Yeates
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