AGE & Xsavier - Nostalgia Flow [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: AGE](2x)
I sit back and relax
And kick back
And spit raps
On these tracks
On these tracks

[Verse 1: AGE]
I think back
On the place where I came from
O' so far I've gone but yet so far to go
So much knowledge gained but yet so much to know
Who's really real they don't really show
Except you
I would never let you down
Forget you nah nah
Never that either
Take a damn breather
And I'm that eager
Like I really need you
You're the one who
I mean you're the one true
One in my life 'til I'm done boo
Come through when I need you
Always there when I need to see you
Found me 'round the twelfth grade
And damn I was hooked I must say
The day I heard J. Cole play
Like the first time hearing Cold Play
I was blown way out of proportion
The Warm Up was classic
Made me start rappin'
Not 'bout no wack shit
This was the passion
Forward flashing
SBS if your asking
I'm just saying cause your bitch was asking
Bare ass skin get it
My bad kids I can get distracted
But back to the rappin'
So watch as I

[Hook: AGE](2x)

[Verse 2: Xsavier]
This my nostalgia flow in it like a vaginal
Giving this my heart and soul
Fell in love right after school
And ever since then
Found what I been missing
I speak for hopes you listen
Not for the fame and women damn
It's been a minute since sitting in that studio
Itching just to kill a flow
And listening to how it go
Eighteen year old bold
So observational
So give me a minute to let go
Cruising around in my vessel
Or cruising around in my whip
Microphone all on the hip
No bitches for riding the dick
Just plenty of digital tricks
Ya I remember
Days when the stu' was up in my car
Solo Dolo
So close but it's still so far
Couldn't have the stu' in the apartment so i parked it
I parked a lot in parking lots
To drop a plot and get my shot
Until I realized that a small fry
Lotta skills lied
So I upgrade
Spent my last dime on a mic phone
Setting up shop in my pops home
On the late night lay low cray flow tip
Polish up my game like this
Coming straight from the basement hits
Claps that domestic shit
Now we all in the building
Everybody throwing hands to the ceiling
I remember when no one would feel me
Now it's so silly how real it really be

[Hook: Xsavier]
I sit back from my Mac
Thinking back where I started to where I am at
And I know that I know that I'm way beyond that
And ain't no turning back
No, this my nostalgia flow incase you didn't know