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Overwhelmed
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Overwhelmed was released on August 13, 2025 by Question Culture as a part of the album Songs from the Hole EP
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Release DateAugust 13, 2025
LabelQuestion Culture
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM129

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JJ'88
JJ'88
Vocals
Garfield Bright III
Garfield Bright III
Guitar
Indigo Mateo
Indigo Mateo
Background Vocals
Lalo Jiménez
Lalo Jiménez
Background Vocals
Reneasha Jacobs
Reneasha Jacobs
Background Vocals
Richie Reseda
Richie Reseda
Piano
Tairiq Bright III
Tairiq Bright III
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Rapheal Jacobs
James Rapheal Jacobs
Songwriter
Richard Edmond
Richard Edmond
Songwriter
Garfield Bright III
Garfield Bright III
Songwriter
Tairiq Bright III
Tairiq Bright III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JJ'88
JJ'88
Producer
Garfield Bright III
Garfield Bright III
Producer
Richie Reseda
Richie Reseda
Producer
Tairiq Bright III
Tairiq Bright III
Producer

Lyrics

Orange jumper oversized
Tears fill my parents eyes
Judge gave me 40 life, 40 days 40 nights
Prayed the passions of the Christ
Lord Jesus, give me life
Demons hunt me every night
I contemplated suicide
I ain't gone lie, sometimes I wish that I had tried
I'm tired of livin' this life
Seems every mornin' I die, I
Get a visit, tell a lie
Tell 'em that I'm doin fine
When I'm barely gettin' by
But if I tell 'em they would die
Silent sufferin' all alone
Sick of sendin' letters home
Segregation war is on, Ese cut a ****'s throat
Politicin' with the thugs
Bay ****, Crips and Bloods
Old homies show me love
All because of who I was
Oh, I swear I done changed though
Forgive me, I'm different (swear that I changed)
I'm seeing things different
See I can't control all these thoughts that's flowin
I scatter these patterns that matter, I manifest thoughts into matter
That's why you can feel it, revealin' these pivotal matters
I pray that the Lord send a ladder
So I can climb outta this grave
On me
'Cause I'm sick of just bein' a slave
All my my my
My mistakes I own 'em all
I don't make excuse at all
What I did was more than wrong
But I won't thank you for these walls
State oppression weighs a ton
My depression goes and comes
Roller coastin' isn't fun, doin life is livin' slumped
'Cause I'm dead to the world
Dead to my homies and my girl
I ain't got a letter in a minute
I was only 15 when a **** fell up in here
I been in here for a minute
Now a **** try'na finish out strong
On me
My Pops sayin"Son, be strong"
I'm tryin
Life's too short I got no time to waste
Go time it's no time to play
Flow bound to open the gates
And flood the game with realness
I pray that the public feel this
This is for Bloods and real Crips
G-Ds' Lords should feel this
'Cause this what a thug is filled with
When the trauma is real, tears from your momma is real
When you tell her you lost your appeal, how you s'posed to feel
When you get the feelin' that she got the feelin
Your fate has be sealed
Tell me how would you feel
The trauma was real, tears from my momma was real
I told her I lost my appeal, how I'm s'pose to feel
When I got the feelin' that she got the feelin
My fate has been sealed
And I'm feelin
Overwhelmed (I'm overwhelmed)
Overwhelmed (I'm overwhelmed)
Overwhelmed (I'm overwhelmed)
Overwhelmed (I'm overwhelmed)
Overwhelmed (I'm overwhelmed)
Overwhelmed (I'm overwhelmed)
Overwhelmed (I'm overwhelmed)
Overwhelmed
Yeah yeah yeah
Written by: Garfield Bright III, James Rapheal Jacobs, Richard Edmond, Tairiq Bright
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