I'm gon' move along because
You're clueless, ayy, woah
My lil' brother genius and a nuisance, ayy
Woah got your ho surprised, I really do this
He be off them Percs' like
In his music, ayy, woah
I'm really off this so
That's confusing, ayy, woah
All these niggas smiling when
They losing, ayy, woah
We was smoking dope behind Obama crib, ayy
Woah
Hiding in the summer, new tape shit, ayy
Woah
I'm Xannin' like back to the basics, ayy
Woah that Xan' really blockin' out
That fake shit, ayy, woah
When that sip drought, stomach
Rip and pout, ayy, woah
How could I be worried 'bout
What they say? Ayy, woah
When that seal crack it feel like payday
How you findin' trouble on your vacay? Ayy
Woah
You called me a addict and that's okay, ayy
Woah i just split this pint with
My big brozay, ayy, woah
I ain't really thinking about
You, no way, ayy, woah
You called me an addict
And that's okay, ayy, woah
In DJ Nick & Lucki's "You Called Me," the lyrics open with a sense of disillusionment and self-awareness. The singer appears to be distancing themselves from a person they find clueless, suggesting a lack of understanding or empathy on that person's part. The mention of a "lil' brother" who is both a "genius" and a "nuisance" captures a duality often found in familial relationships, wherein love and frustration coexist. This line may also hint at youthful recklessness through the mention of drug use, specifically referencing Percocet, which links to the broader theme of escapism that often pervades hip-hop cultures. There's an acknowledgment of the irony of success—despite the chaos of the lifestyle, the singer effortlessly "really do this," asserting their authenticity amidst confusion.
As the song progresses, the singer grapples with the realities of fame and drug culture while simultaneously critiquing those around him. The lines involving "smiling when they losing" speak to a superficiality that pervades social relationships, particularly within the music industry—a facade that many maintain even when facing personal failings. The juxtaposition of "smoking dope behind Obama crib" embeds a cultural context, suggesting a rebelliousness that contrasts with the public imagery of the former president. This may symbolize a retreat into raw, unfiltered experiences as the singer tries to carve out an identity away from mainstream expectations. The recurring mention of "Xan'" and the notion of "blocking out" fake experiences highlight a coping mechanism, deliberate or not, to navigate a world filled with inauthenticity and expectations.
Further into the lyrics, the singer expresses a certain indifference towards judgment and criticism, particularly regarding the label of addiction. They seem to embrace this identity with the phrase “that’s okay,” indicating a level of acceptance and ownership over their choices and experiences. This repetition serves to reinforce a message of resilience; despite being labeled negatively, the singer finds solace in their brother and the camaraderie built around shared experiences, such as splitting a "pint." The relationship portrayed here also underscores the theme of brotherhood and loyalty that transcends the superficial criticisms from others. The acknowledgment that they aren't worried about external perspectives emphasizes a rejection of societal stigma often associated with addiction, particularly as it intersects with a creative lifestyle.
The concluding lines further assert a sense of autonomy and comfort with one's identity. The singer's repeated refusal to let the opinions of others penetrate their sense of self aligns with a broader theme in rap and hip-hop—individualism in the face of adversity. The reference to “sealed crack” feeling like payday speaks to the highs and lows of their lifestyle, encompassing moments of elation and struggle alike. While there’s a confession of struggle associated with addiction, it’s intertwined with a reasoned reflection that challenges the notion of guilt or shame. The singer complicates what it means to be an "addict" by weaving in the theme of personal agency, illuminating how their choice to embrace this identity ultimately lies beyond the judgment of others, fostering a sense of empowerment amidst the chaos.
I'm gon' move along because
I’m choosing to let go and progress forward because
You're clueless, ayy, woah
You seem completely unaware of the situation, surprisingly
My lil' brother genius and a nuisance, ayy
My younger sibling is both exceptionally smart yet also a troublemaker, for sure
Woah got your ho surprised, I really do this
Your girl is taken aback by my skills, as I actually achieve what I claim
He be off them Percs' like
He is heavily reliant on painkillers, indicating a certain lifestyle
In his music, ayy, woah
This substance use is clearly reflected in his artistic work, without a doubt
I'm really off this so
I’m genuinely consuming these substances as well
That's confusing, ayy, woah
This paradoxical lifestyle can be hard to understand, for sure
All these niggas smiling when
Many men appear to be happy even when facing adversity
They losing, ayy, woah
Their smiles persist despite their ongoing failures
We was smoking dope behind Obama crib, ayy
We used to indulge in illegal substances discreetly near a notable figure's residence
Woah
This revelation is shocking or thought-provoking
Hiding in the summer, new tape shit, ayy
We were laying low during the summer while working on new music
Woah
Another surprising detail
I'm Xannin' like back to the basics, ayy
I’m using Xanax again, returning to simpler times of reliance on it
Woah that Xan' really blockin' out
This drug effectively dulls my senses and concerns
That fake shit, ayy, woah
Especially things that aren’t genuine or real
When that sip drought, stomach
When there’s a shortage of the drink I desire, it physically affects me
Rip and pout, ayy, woah
I feel anguish and disappointment during these times
How could I be worried 'bout
Why should I even be concerned with
What they say? Ayy, woah
the opinions or criticisms of others, really
When that seal crack it feel like payday
When I finally break into my stash, it feels rewarding like receiving a paycheck
How you findin' trouble on your vacay? Ayy
Why are you getting into issues while supposed to be on a fun getaway?
Woah
Once again, a surprising or intriguing sentiment
You called me a addict and that's okay, ayy
You labeled me as reliant on substances, but I'm accepting of that
Woah i just split this pint with
I just shared this drink with
My big brozay, ayy, woah
My close friend or elder brother figure, without a doubt
I ain't really thinking about
I’m not preoccupied or concerned with
You, no way, ayy, woah
You at all, in any capacity
You called me an addict
You referred to me as someone dependent on substances
And that's okay, ayy, woah
And I’m perfectly fine with that label