I’ve seen a lot of people say that he raps about nothing... And while that may be true in most cases from 2016 onwards, check out this song you f***s

MAMA WORKED FOR AT&T AND WE STILL AINT GET THAT SERVICE

DBR is his best project btw :hhh:

90210
Apple Pie
Alright
Coffee Bean

i like the song where he say this aint a pool this the ocean

I Can Tell

Zombies is concious hip-hop, anyone who say so otherwise has no credibility’s

Stargazing
Wake up
Astrothunder
Oh my dis side
90210
D**** you should try it
Hell of a night
Skyfall

Honestly I could keep going. Yes he has some terrible lyrics but This narrative of him not talking about s*** in his music is overblown.

He’s got plenty of songs that have a clear theme/topic but it’s funnier to ride the wave instead of thinking for yourself I guess

Wow never realized this until now

One of my least favorite songs by him ever

but as far as the chorus goes, you’re correct

Stargazing is a good one

backyard is honestly my favorite trav song of all time

apple pie goat but man. if we look at those lyrics on some of theese songs.

we gonna be like eh

It's not that he talks about nothing but that nigga lyrics is all over the place

Rodeo is very meaningful

Travi$ accesses something deep within the modern character, a primordial dwelling, an infernal rage born, and driven, to break everything it grounds upon. Melting itself until it hits the molten core.
You know, it's pretty f***ing insane cause he illustrates it from the very start of the album.
"Pornography."
Travi$ pinnacles his p***ography, money, and d****. This is his connection.
They embody his success, his unbridled freedom erupted from the barren traplands. It's a tale that he does the impossible.
In the first half of the album, Travi$ takes us from his porch to his high brow debauchery. We progress later in to the midnight, awed by the highest epic of rage.
"Piss On Your Grave" is the act shift, and the climax of this rage. A gashing psychedelic sample, and soul violating lyrics.
But there's a dissonance to it, they starkly despise consumerism. Drawing it akin to slavery. (heavily inspired by Yeezus here)
Travi$' begins his disconnect. On "Antidote" Travi$ echoes through the night show and traps himself once more, with women he's never met and his comfort d****.
Recluse in his comfort, he quickly collapses from rage to fear.
"Impossible" is a crystalline reflection of his phantoms, the tragedy of his sacrifice, an anguish of the missing daylight.
Quick to substitute with "Maria," a personified and sexualised marijuana.
The night goes on. He continues "Flying High" and in "I Can Tell" he comes in a full circle, accepting his decisions.
On "Apple Pie" he laments, steadfast to the yearning for freedom at his molten core. And it's over.

"There is nothing funny about Halloween. This sarcastic festival reflects, rather, an infernal demand for revenge by children on the adult world."
Jean Baudrillard

Thread did numbers

Sweet Sweet

Same tbh

People say that while acknowledging the very few amount of songs which pack any introspective lyrical substance. We know these songs exist OP but they do little to nothing to counter the original argument

This is one song on a tape full of very little to nothing in regards to lyrical substance. I dont expect anything more from trab tho, he is an overall full package song artist for me. I dont listen to him with hopes of deciphering "TOLD MOMMA B**** GET BACK IN THE DOOR", i enjoy every song and album as a single entity and nothing more.

Thread is pointless cause this still doesn't disprove the argument you tried to refute... which is that trab largely raps about nothing but instead of getting insecure and scrambling to disprove such claims, just accept that while it sounds bad at first glance, that's trab' s artistry and there's nothing wrong with it

High quality alt tbh

Yeah, my granny called, she said, "Travie, you work too hard
I'm worried you'll forget about me"
I'm falling in and out of clouds, don't worry, I'ma get it, Granny
What happened? Now my daddy happy, Mama called me up
That money coming and she love me, I done made it now
I done found life's meaning now
All them days her heart'd break, her heart not in pieces now
Friends turning into fraud niggas
Practicing, have the passion, you niggas packaged different
All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it
I'ma sell it, you niggas' salary 'bout to cap, b****

Not gonna lie tho If I had a gun to my head and you told me to tell you "what does Travis rap about" i'd be dead.

(Straight Up!)

same though

Imagine if niggas actually did that I’m howling rn