Pink Matter Songtext

von Frank Ocean

Worum geht es in dem Song?

Der Songtext "Pink Matter" von Frank Ocean ist voller metaphorischer Sprache und behandelt verschiedene Themen wie Liebe...

And the peaches and the mangoes
That you could sell for me
What do you think my brain is made for
Is it just a container for the mind
This great grey matter

Sensei replied, what is your woman?
Is she just a container for the child?
That soft pink matter, cotton candy Majin Buu
Close my eyes and fall into you
My god, she's giving me pleasure

What if the sky and the stars are for show
And the aliens are watching live
From the purple matter
Sensei went quiet then violent
And we sparred until we both grew tired

Nothing mattered, cotton candy Majin Buu
Dim the lights and fall into you, you, you
My god, giving me pleasure
Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure
Pleasure over matter

Since you been gone
I been having withdrawals
You were such a habit to call
I ain't myself at all, had to tell myself, naw

She's better with some fella with a regular job
I didn't wanna get her involved
By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sittin' in awe
Hopped into my car drove far

Far's too close and I remember
My memory's no sharp
Butter knife, what a life anyway
I'm building y'all a clock stop

What am I, Hemingway?
She had the kind of body
That would probably intimidate
Any of 'em that were un-southern

Not me cousin
If models are made for modeling
Thick girls are made for cuddlin'
Switch worlds and we can huddle then

Who needs another friend
I need to hold your hand
You'd need no other man
We'd flee to other lands

Grey matter
Blue used to be my favorite color
Now I ain't got no choice
Blue matter

You're good at being bad
You're bad at being good
For heaven's sakes go to hell
Knock, knock, knock, knock on wood

You're good at being bad
You're bad at being good
For heaven's sakes go to hell

Knock on wood
For heaven's sakes go to hell
Knock, knock, knock on wood

Well, frankly when that ocean so mahfuckin' good
Make her swab the mahfuckin' wood
Make her walk the mahfuckin' plank
Make her rob a mahfuckin' bank
With no mask on and a rusty revolver