Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Coma’ by $uicideboy$. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of $uicideboy$ or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Creepin’ out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I’m out it hard
Creepin’ out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I’m out it hard
Creepin’ out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I’m out it hard
(Ay, Yung Mutt)
Creepin’ out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay
(Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya)
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I’m out it hard
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who the f*ck was that ugly ass boy I saw?
Yung Mutt with the dumbfuck
Dirty like a dump truck
Such a fucking bum, uh
Slash guts
I’m disgusted, I’m busted on what the f*ck did I just put up my nose?
I’m buggin’ out these people
I’m ducking out
I’m in trouble now
I don’t see the clouds, lights out
Now I lay myself to sleep
Now that I can rest in peace
I’m questioning my misery
My deathwish granted peaceful sleep
My body turns to worms for the birds to eat
Eternal decay for eternity
Creepin’ out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I’m out it hard
Creepin’ out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I’m out it hard
I can’t lie, lately, I’ve been on the fucking edge
Pistol gripped up in my left
Xanax, heron, bunch of meds
Fantasizing about death, just need one in my temple
Put the gun up to my head
F*ck this shit, I shot the lead, and now I’m dead
Descended through hell, nothing but burnin’ flesh smells
I scream, and scream, and scream, and hear the others yell as well
Oh well, just my luck
Devil opens up to devour me
That was my old life, Antichrist, he has empowered me
“A water main broke, leaving New Orleans without drinking water
And the flooding here is getting worse
After waters from Lake Pontchartrain broke through a levee”