Feeling by Juice WRLD Lyrics Meaning – Delving into the Depths of Dependency and Dreams
Lyrics
This the one take gang song (Yeah, uh-huh)
Perc’ give me a feelin’
My girl just walked into the building
Huh, uh
Percs give me a feeling, I feel it (I feel it, ayy)
Percs give me a feeling, I feel it (Man, goddamn)
Black card, hey
I got a feeling
Percs help me feel it, I feel it, uh
Problems, I numb and conceal them
Kinda like my feelings, but I still feel them
I just walked in the building
Look like a million, but I’m worth more than a million
I don’t need no Ritalin, I’m focused on the millions
Disregard civilians
Until I get a house with a moat and a pavilion
I reek of good vibes
Smokin’ on reefer, I’m high
Percocet fever
The type of pill to make you scratch until your nails gone (yeah, yeah)
Drugs in my head, you heard what I said
No five, no ten, no fifteen, twenty, just Perc-30’s in my meds
I told my mama I’m here to stay, no, she won’t catch me dead
I’m too much of an idol, nigga, no Ryan Seacrest
Do it by my V-lone, ‘lone
(This is about you, not me)
Alone, alone, alone (slatt)
I got a feeling
Percs help me feel it, I feel it, uh
Problems, I numb and conceal them
Kinda like my feelings, but I still feel them
I just walked in the building
Look like a million, but I’m worth more than a million
I don’t need no Ritalin, I’m focused on the millions
Disregard civilians
Until I get a house with a moat and a pavilion
‘Til I get a house with a moat and a pavilion
Walked into your building, nigga, I’m a villain
Feel like Dragon Ball, bitch, I’m Goku and you Krillin
Bickin’ back, I’m boolin’, these niggas be chillin’
All up in they feelings, me, I’m just winning
W-I-N-N-I-N-G (spell it)
Boy, it’s ain’t no “I” in team but it’s an “M-E” in team (fuck)
I meant it’s a “me” in team (yeah)
I know I just fucked up, but bitch, I’m still the freestyle king, whoa
Her pussy wetter than olive oil, my watch cost a hundred more
My new girl a Lamborghin’, your girl a Honda Accord
Mama told me I gotta stay focused, told her I am not a Ford
Focused, you notice when it disappear like hocus pocus
I got a feeling
Percs help me feel it, I feel it, uh
Problems, I numb and conceal them
Kinda like my feelings, but I still feel them
I just walked in the building
Look like a million, but I’m worth more than a million
I don’t need no Ritalin, I’m focused on the millions
Disregard civilians
Until I get a house with a moat and a pavilion (Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Juice WRLD’s ‘Feeling’ is a track that wraps raw vulnerability and hardened bravado within its melodic flows. As we traverse through the beats and bars, the song reveals itself as both a window into Juice’s soul and a mirror reflecting the complexities of addiction, aspiration, and the human condition.
Beneath the surface of this haunting tune lie layers of meaning, with the late artist’s inner turmoil and outer ambitions spilling over in his lyrics. At first glance, ‘Feeling’ might come across as another opus glorifying substance use, yet a closer listen unearths the nuanced struggle of numbing pain while chasing monumental dreams.
An Ode to Escapism: Juice’s Chemical Companion
Juice WRLD’s lyrical liaison with Percocet is detailed with a dangerous honesty in ‘Feeling.’ The song’s repetitive refrain, ‘Percs give me a feeling, I feel it,’ isn’t just a testament to the drug’s numbing effect on his physical senses but also acts as a metaphor for a society that often prioritizes temporary fixes over healing.
This admission of dependency is as much a cry for help as it is an acceptance of reality; it captures a generation’s battle with addiction, and Juice’s own internal conflict, drawing lines of empathy while subtly critiquing the very cycle he’s caught within.
The Price of Materialism: Wealth Beyond Wealth
Amidst the ecstasy-enhanced euphoria, Juice WRLD juxtaposes his high with a recognition of his net worth, proclaiming, ‘Look like a million, but I’m worth more than a million.’ It’s a line that strikes the chord of ambition and success but also signals that he understands his intrinsic value extends beyond monetary measure.
The artist’s rejection of Ritalin, an emblem of control, represents his desire to channel focus organically, through his pursuit of ‘the millions.’ It reflects a conscious push towards his dreams, undistracted by the ‘civilians’—perhaps a reference to those not involved in or supportive of his journey.
Solo Triumphs and Isolation: The Dichotomy of Fame
Juice’s insistence on ‘doing it by my V-lone’—a play on the streetwear brand Vlone’s motto ‘live alone, die alone’—underlines an unaccompanied trek to success. His assertion of being an ‘idol’ with no ‘Ryan Seacrest’ illuminates the solitude that often accompanies celebrity status.
While there are heights achieved and accolades earned, this solitary path speaks to a broader narrative of how public figures navigate their careers—often in a bubble of fame and scrutiny—even within collaborative art forms like music.
The Hidden Meaning: A House with a Moat and a Pavilion
The line ‘Until I get a house with a moat and a pavilion’ repeats, transforming from a materialistic mantra into a symbol of Juice WRLD’s quest for sanctuary—a secure, impregnable space to shield him from the dragons of his demons.
This imagery of medieval defense structures reflects not just an ultimate goal of financial grandeur but an existential longing for peace, privacy, and protection. Juice WRLD’s moat isn’t just water; it’s the distance between his tribulations and his triumphs.
Memorable Lines: Confessions and Concessions
Perhaps the most revealing moment in ‘Feeling’ comes with Juice WRLD’s raw admission in the throwaway line, ‘Kinda like my feelings, but I still feel them.’ It’s a nod to the complicated dance between the need to blunt emotional pain and the artist’s unavoidable humanity that still perceives hurt, loss, and love.
And in the freestyled confession, ‘I know I just fucked up, but bitch, I’m still the freestyle king,’ Juice marries vulnerability with boastfulness, a reminder that perfection isn’t the key to mastery or authenticity. It’s a line of unexpected humility and resilience, capturing the flawed genius that so many of his fans loved and related to.
