I’m So Humble – Song and Lyrics by Adam Levine


Discover the poetic beauty in ‘I’m So Humble’ by Adam Levine. 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 Adam Levine or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Watch out, watch out
It’s Conner!

I’ve got it all and I’m gettin’ more
But I never fall, beat ’em all
‘Cause you know I’m so humble
I’m so humble, I’m so humble
I’m a superstar, I kick down the door
Got the money and the girls
And I’m also so humble
I’m so humble
I’m so humble, I’m so humble

Bar none, I am the most humble-est
Number one at the top of the humble list
My apple crumble is by far the most crumble-est
But I act like it tastes bad outta humbleness
The thing about me that’s so impressive
Is how infrequently I mention all of my successes
I pooh-pooh it when girls say that I should model
My belly’s full from all the pride I swallow
I’m the most courteous-biddable, hospitable
Reverential, normal-ary Arnold Schwarzen-orgarary
I hate compliments, put ’em in the mortuary
I’m so ordinary that it’s truly quite extraordinary

It’s not a competition, but I’m winnin’
You won’t hear me admit it
Because I’m so timid and submissive
I treat fat people like they were thin
Talk simple for the dumbos
I’m so humble

I’m not your normal definition of a rockstar
I don’t complain when my private jet is sub-par
Ya mom’s old, but I’ll ask if she’s your sister
People say I’m charming, bu-but I beg to differ
I feel more humble than Dikembe Mutombo
After a stumble left him covered in a big pot o’ gumbo
I guess in a way, bein’ gracious is my weakness
People say I’m so unpretentious for a genius

I’ve got it all and I’m gettin’ more
But I never fall, beat ’em all
‘Cause you know I’m so humble
I say that with no ego
I’m so humble
It’s just good manners
They say I’m a ten, but I’m an eight at best
“Plus two,” says you
Not me, ’cause I’m so humble
Mama raised me right
I’m so humble, I’m so humble

Watch out, watch out