Murder on My Mind album art

Murder on My Mind

by YNW Melly

Summary

"Murder on My Mind" dives into YNW Melly's struggles with violence, loss, and betrayal. It paints a vivid picture of his troubled life, showcasing the weight of his thoughts and experiences.

Full Analysis

The overall theme of the song revolves around the harsh realities of street life, including feelings of betrayal, loneliness, and the weight of violence. Melly shares his experiences of being locked up, missing family, and dealing with fake friends. The song captures the emotional turmoil he faces, often leading him to think about murder as a response to his pain and betrayal. It’s a raw look into his mind, where dark thoughts linger due to the pressures around him.

Verse 1

I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my niggas
Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitching

In the first verse, Melly sets the scene by highlighting his isolation and regrets. Being locked up during Christmas emphasizes his disconnection from family and friends. He talks about missing out on simple pleasures like smoking weed and showing affection to loved ones. The mention of “snitching” hints at a lack of trust in his environment, which adds to his feelings of loneliness and paranoia.

Chorus

I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind

The chorus brings a powerful punch to the song, repeating the phrase "murder on my mind." It reflects Melly’s constant struggle with violent thoughts and the impact of his surroundings. The mention of specific guns adds a layer of intensity, showing that he feels threatened, while also asserting that he won’t let anyone derail his ambitions. It’s a chilling yet catchy hook that captures the essence of his mindset.

Verse 2

Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice

In this verse, Melly describes a violent encounter that escalates quickly. The imagery of yellow tape and a face on a T-shirt conveys the harsh reality of death and its aftermath. He expresses regret over the shooting, suggesting it was not premeditated. This adds complexity to his character; he’s not just a cold killer but someone who grapples with the consequences of his actions.

Chorus

Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind

Repeating the chorus reinforces Melly's preoccupation with violence. It serves as an anchor in the song, reminding listeners of the turmoil he feels daily. The catchy nature of the chorus contrasts with the dark subject matter, making it haunting yet relatable.

Bridge

Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal
Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
Bad bitch named Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'm a murderer

In the bridge, Melly embraces a more aggressive persona. The comparison to a tarantula suggests he feels predatory and dangerous. He also affirms his reputation, calling himself a "savage." This part reveals his confidence, but it also hints at the bravado people often adopt to mask their vulnerabilities. The reference to a "bad bitch" and being a murderer adds to the gritty vibe of the song.

Chorus

I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind

The repetition of the chorus again emphasizes the central theme. It’s catchy, but it also serves as a reminder of his internal struggles. Each time it plays, it drives home the idea that these violent thoughts are a constant presence in his life.

Closing Thoughts

"Murder on My Mind" is a powerful exploration of YNW Melly's psyche. It mixes catchy hooks with serious themes of violence and betrayal. The song captures the feeling of being trapped in a cycle of pain, reflecting both his personal struggles and the harsh realities of life in his environment. Through vivid storytelling, Melly gives listeners a raw glimpse into his mind, making it a standout track.

Full Lyrics

Get to roll no...
Ayy, I'm in the studio, bro
Oh, nah, yeah, call me, ball me
Yeah, I'll... bet
Yeah, I'm at the studio, hold up though

I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my niggas
Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitching
Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
And I'ma smoke all of my pain away 'cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it
I don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really fuck with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same bitch say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
Got Molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time

I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (Bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (On my mind)
I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind

Yellow tape around his body, it's a fucking homicide
His face is on a T-shirt and his family traumatized
I didn't even mean to shoot him, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice
His body dropped down to the floor and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told him, "It's too late, my friend, it's time to say goodbye"
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt

Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind (Bitch, I got murder on my mind)
I got murder on my mind (On my mind)
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(I got murder on my mind)

Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm an animal
Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
Bad bitch named Angela, fucked her on camera
Bitch I'm a murderer (Yeah, yeah)
I might just kill the boy, don't wanna kill the boy
Bake him up, say he want beef, we gon' grill the boy
(Grill the boy, we gonna grill the boy)
I'm bleeding so good, I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy
Haha, murder on my mind, whoa, whoa
I got murder on my mind (On my mind)
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, huh

Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these pussy niggas hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
Bitch, I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind
(Murder on my mind)
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