Blaque Keyz - A 2012 Memoir [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Putting my life on this lined paper
If rhymes could kill you, I'd have my listeners sign wavers
My mind's in a position for fitting any design
While I'm climbing up every inch on a ladder reaching my prime
I'm finding inspiration in dimes that I've been chasing
Not the ones with titties, I'm talking coins with silver faces
I might go inside the Matrix, dodge your bullets, fighting angels
And it's all because of a pill and I wasn't afraid to take it
I'm skilled beyond the basics
My meal ticket is real
If you feel it then play it
My rhyme scheme is one in a mill
I'm building a dynasty and making diamonds in my hands
Like Jigga fans, [?] so ain't no denying me
I've been eyeballing the pioneers trying to hear what they're saying
In my ear while I'm still looking forward to where I steer
I bet a deal would try to veer me off my path
But I laugh at my adversaries while riding over the grass
My past wasn't extravagant from traveling to different homes
Wishing that I had a family to call my own
I'm holding in all my thoughts while I got my mother on hold
Scared to ask her about the things that she dodged and never told
She's getting a little older and moving a little slower
But the future's looking bright and I promised her I would show her
The diamond, though, on my shoulder is bigger than any chips
So just know that I hold you down much tighter than any grip
There ain't a bitch that could ever come between us
I give 'em penis like a pendulum
I swing at the sun and then right back to Venus
The meanest on any beat but I'm always looking the cleanest
Even at 4 feet, I'm nothing short of a genius
Seeing all of the possibilities, I conclude
That the option of being obsolete is what I refuse
I make music 'til I'm decrepit and use it like an infection
I'm lupus with any weapon, my fuse will blow any second
And boom, there goes my head again
Someone pass me a sediment
Fuck it, I'm all out so I'm using you as my medicine
Cause therapy is scared of me, gave them my information
Now they [?] cause they never met a patient to compared to me
My father is a criminal, my mother's on crack
But God got me, he never let it take me off track
My family's been separated, we barely talk on the phone
And I became an only child, I never felt so alone, but I smile
Cause through all of this, I'mma make something out of my situation
And I ain't afraid of nothing
No bluffing to fake you and no discussion of limitations
[?] debating, I'm fucking tired of waiting
I ruined my best relationship messing with other girls
All I gave her was heartbreak when I shoulda gave her the world
And now my heart aches when I see us with other people
My girl could tell me she love me, I know we'll never be equal
The people I surround myself with are my heart
And I would pour it out for them if they were thirsty or parched
I almost tore it out when I heard she was living with Ace
So in the back of my mind, I'm steady counting the days
I'm amazed how I've been keeping my composure when I'm sober
Opening up my life when I should be looking for closure
I wish that I could open up a knife to cut my soul out
To give it to y'all to walk in my shoes without [?]
The game is closing, I'll be a heater for when it's cold out
Just waiting on the day, I'll be praying that I can hold out
The book of my life, the worst chapter's 'bout to close out
My brain [?] throw out
Finally got to open up, thank you for the permission
You don't like it, I ain't mad
I'm just glad you gave it a listen
To a nigga who raps, for the lack of better descriptions
[?]
Just tryna play a position like that

[Verse 2]
I was born with a porn mustache
And an order to fuck the world up more than a mormon orgy
With ornaments made to make a third wife horny
I'm in my third life
My father swung his third strike
And it landed him in the pen without a high five or a handshake
I pray his brain escapes to be found on a landscape
Where his ground is worshipped
His cape and his crown is purchased with love
Digesting every sentiment like M&M's out of peanuts
It's evident that he's nuts
Brain spilling, but who they gon' call for the cleanup?
I'm just waiting on my beam up
Like the Enterprise is a metaphor for heaven
And Scotty was a reverend from the old testament
Testing the men, asking 'em questions about Lazarus
Passing the answers back on to the master
I'm [?] like zero, but more nappy
I'm more happy than I've ever been
My hesitance was the reason I settled into this residence of evil
But ain't no zombie killing my hobby
It's catching [?], I'm probably in your lobby
Up on the cypher, catching a body
Or doing an ollie, a flip trick
My whole squad is full of misfits
I hope God is feeling this shit
Cause the devil got his foot on the pedal
Right hand on the stick shift
Wood grain like Gipetto
Tryna meddle like Fred, no Limp Bizkit
Or Scooby Doo, you couldn't shag me if I was Austin
My power's awesome
Put my [?] against yours, it'll dent yours
I'm flossing
Such a young man with an old soul
I made a couple fans off of a couple road shows
I'm tryna brighten my future to make sure that my soul glows
That's why I write like novelists and hustle harder than lobbyists
My hobby is my ticket out
All I gotta do is stick it out
Like selfie sticks, I'm a healthy fit for your playlist
I done played this hunger game a long time ago, I'm Haymich
I'll be a tribute for my own district, my whole jersey
I made sure my words hold sturdy
Even when your faith is loose
Like Biggie wife, I'll shake the truth out of this culture
And post up like I'm supposed to
Things will never be the same
I can't wait 'til they see my name
Blaque Keyz on every poster