Blaque Keyz - True Blue [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Napoleon Hill]
"And now, may I suggest you forget all your problems and you just relax while I bring you the master key which you may unlock the door to any opportunity that your mind can conceive."

[Verse 1]
Yeah, back with a passion for traffic and adjectives
My habit is Harriet's, going back to visit my past
From addicts living in attics to women with different baggage
Got catalysts like a Breaking Bad analyst with my craft
[?] at the top of the wrists while they waiting for me to spit
All I hear is ticking of clocks and my patience is wearing thin
Been a minute since I released a compilation, what a sin
I've been contemplating a way to bring you through just what I've been
I reconnected with moms and my pops is back in the pen
His last strike earned him a stripe, but where he's at, he'll never win
Let me ask him, did he ever think his son would be this handsome?
Or did he think I'd walk along the steps like trespassers
I'm a natural, and this right here is straight from concentration
I got no exploration, live forever if I have to
Waiting on my return, every lyric is past due
I'm making sure every model is a permanent tattoo

[Hook]
As I sit and jot one more line
I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time
As I spit and drop one more line
I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time
Although there's trouble all in my mind
I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time
All I wanted was a piece of the pie, that 3.1415
Please excuse my mind

[Verse 2]
Since I've been missing, a bunch of shit has me twisted
My life has been flipped around like a gymnast in competition
Steady striving for gold while I'm rhyming to meet my goals
Tryna run away from my past but a lion is on my soles
My timing couldn't be better, ahead of my legacy
Like a diamond, I'm under my pressure
My bezel was telling me
It takes a second to lose, but a few years to obtain it
This fame'll ruin your art without a way to repaint it
This game'll take all your tokens and leave you broken in pieces
Your recognition will hit you, will reveal all your secrets
My fortune is any 16s, of course I'mma share it
While I prepare to be heir to the throne
While I'm compared to a pair of ATL-iens until Benjamin is my peer
Headed down a small path, but a big boy when I steer
Been having a revelation like a chapter in back of the Bible
Tidal waves wiping away every doubt in my spinal

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
The serpent, a mercenary that's [?] of a perfect
Clashing with my abilities, getting past what I'm cursed with
Can I pass the cash [?] my demons
And convert all of the doubters and dreamers into believers
Running with broken femurs, I'm pushing past all the pain
Nose runny, holding a fever, I'm colder than soul reapers
Losing control and I don't know where to find it
I'm blindfolded but guided behind the dopest of pilots
Flying to take a weekend off the coast of Costa Rica
Rhyming to be reclining on islands with Mona Lisa's
See, my DaVinci code is written in these poems
Unlocking a box of gold that's been buried inside my soul
I'll have to break off the latch, snatch everything I can grab
Snatch the backpack and dash before the building collapse
And I'll escape before I'm trapped
So when they ask you, "Who can rap like such a mummy?"
You can check the artifacts

[Hook]