Problems
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Aye, who down to kill?
I match the chilly ice with Tommy gear
When I be chilling by myself I'm fucked up for the year
I only think about decisions when I'm so far gone
I know it's toxic but I'm learning how to stay afloat
Nobody told me how to deal with all these nights alone
Portraying perfect, cover up what's really going on
I know that if I stay down I might not come back at all
I got my brothers and the ones who love me if I fall
Yeah
An eighth a day to help the pain, you see I'm tryna change
I gotta stack up loads of money you know I don't play
Rules been the same, but I'ma bend em til they fucking break
You missing chances every time the day just goes to waste
And I've been thinking that I need to kill em off again
No place for breathing, the grim reaper cut the oxygen




This is a letter for all my people that got them sins
So hold it close as the day we seeing our lifelessness

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of yung euphoria's song "Problems" depict a sense of personal struggle and the desire to escape from difficult emotions and situations. The opening lines, "Aye, who down to kill? I match the chilly ice with Tommy gear," suggest a desire for companionship to face the challenges ahead. The use of "chilly ice" and "Tommy gear" might also symbolize a sense of detachment or armor used to shield oneself from emotional pain.


The next lines, "When I be chilling by myself I'm fucked up for the year, I only think about decisions when I'm so far gone, I know it's toxic but I'm learning how to stay afloat," reveal a sense of self-destructiveness and the awareness that this behavior is not healthy. The persona reflects on their tendency to only contemplate decisions when they are in a state of intoxication, suggesting a difficulty in facing their true emotions and making sound choices.


The lyrics further delve into feelings of loneliness and the struggle to maintain an outward appearance of perfection, even when things are not going well internally. The line, "Portraying perfect, cover up what's really going on," implies a facade that hides the true struggles from others. Despite this, the persona recognizes the importance of having a support system, as expressed in the line, "I got my brothers and the ones who love me if I fall."


The chorus highlights the persona's reliance on substances to cope with pain and the pressure to change and succeed. The line, "An eighth a day to help the pain, you see I'm tryna change," suggests the use of drugs as a coping mechanism. The lyrics also touch upon the need to prioritize time and seize opportunities instead of wasting them, as conveyed in the line, "You missing chances every time the day just goes to waste."


Overall, "Problems" explores themes of personal struggle, loneliness, the desire for change, and the need for a support system to navigate challenging times.


Line by Line Meaning

Aye, who down to kill?
Who is willing to engage in risky behavior or make detrimental choices?


I match the chilly ice with Tommy gear
I combine a cold demeanor with a tough exterior.


When I be chilling by myself I'm fucked up for the year
When I am alone, I am emotionally distraught for an extended period of time.


I only think about decisions when I'm so far gone
I only contemplate choices when I am deeply intoxicated or mentally unstable.


I know it's toxic but I'm learning how to stay afloat
I am aware that my situation is harmful, but I am figuring out how to survive.


Nobody told me how to deal with all these nights alone
No one advised me on how to cope with extended periods of solitude.


Portraying perfect, cover up what's really going on
Presenting a flawless image to hide the underlying truth.


I know that if I stay down I might not come back at all
I am aware that if I remain in this state, I may never recover.


I got my brothers and the ones who love me if I fall
I have the support of my closest friends and loved ones if I fail.


An eighth a day to help the pain, you see I'm tryna change
Consuming a specific quantity of drugs daily as a coping mechanism while attempting personal transformation.


I gotta stack up loads of money you know I don't play
I must accumulate substantial wealth; I am serious about achieving financial success.


Rules been the same, but I'ma bend em til they fucking break
The regulations have remained constant, but I will manipulate and push them to their limits.


You missing chances every time the day just goes to waste
Opportunities pass by unnoticed whenever the day goes to waste.


And I've been thinking that I need to kill em off again
I have been considering the idea of eliminating harmful influences once more.


No place for breathing, the grim reaper cut the oxygen
There is no room for relaxation; death itself restricts the supply of air.


This is a letter for all my people that got them sins
This serves as a message for all individuals burdened with their own transgressions.


So hold it close as the day we seeing our lifelessness
Keep this message significant, as if we are witnessing our own demise.




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Treyton Lilley

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