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Still Keel - illmatic Scott

The song takes place during a long season of isolation—not a single night, but years compressed into one voice. The narrator isn’t alone because he’s unwanted. He’s alone because he chose restraint in a world that rewards indulgence. While everyone else numbs themselves with love, sex, attention, and noise, he withdraws. Not out of holiness—but out of fear of becoming something he can’t come back from. There’s no romance in this solitude. No peaceful monk imagery. It’s cold. It’s angry. Every verse is a confrontation between flesh and faith, not winner and loser—just survival. He watches life happen from the outside Couples laughing. Friends gathering. Bodies touching. Each sight becomes a question: Why not me? Am I disciplined—or damaged? Is God shaping me, or just watching me suffer? The track isn’t about purity. It’s about control. Sex isn’t rejected because it’s sinful—it’s rejected because it feels dangerous. Love isn’t avoided because it’s weak—it’s avoided because it costs pieces of himself he hasn’t healed yet. Social life fades because pretending drains him more than loneliness ever could. Throughout the song, God isn’t portrayed as a comforter—He’s a presence. Silent. Heavy. Always watching. The narrator prays anyway. Not gently. With clenched fists. Kneeling not out of peace, but because letting go feels worse. Music becomes the only place he can tell the truth without consequences. Every bar is a confession he’d never say out loud. Every hook is him checking if he’s still human. By the final moments of the track, nothing is resolved: He doesn’t get love. He doesn’t get relief. God doesn’t suddenly speak. What does happen is quieter and harder: He doesn’t break. He stays disciplined. He stays angry. He stays faithful. Not because it feels good— but because giving up would mean the loneliness won. The title, “I Still Kneel,” isn’t a victory statement. It’s a refusal. A man saying: I’m mad. I’m isolated. I’m touch-starved. I’m tired. And I’m still here. #90shiphop #boombap #lyricalrap #storytellingrap #spiritualrap