AMET2111 - AMERICAN STORY [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

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I gotta smack like a smack addict//
I smack with the mac lass pass it
My mind is immaculate cuz i can see what kinda path im in/
My lines are impeccable cuz i see how i express it all/
Stems of memories irrepressible cuz they never leave/
They round up like decimals i wound up a depressed fool/
They loud enough as a thousand decimals unless i speak/
Recipes of acceptance peace and vengeance and ease/
Its like i dotted my eyes by wearing a cross on my tees/
Like religion expected me ate what was gave like they directed eve/
And spake with no opinion just blank pretending to feel ecstasy/
Walkin round wearing polo sounds of swearing and Y.O.L.O./
Trying to rebel smoking hash in bags parents don't know though/
We laugh holding weed bags rapping blondes walk in we want em/
We all flirting i cut to the point come here if you want some/
One and dont fuck little boys with a bitches voice see that number call him/
Even though you know its me read my letters its poetry and my numbers are checks/
We having sex just to forget i guess but tomorrow we'll suffer regret the number we get/