Blueprint - The Clouds [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

My momma see the clouds and wonder when she getting there
Like she done done it all, looking up at heavens' stairs
Everybody's time coming, better get prepared
I see the clouds and feel at home, cause my head is there
Life is but a dream, live if 'fore it disappear
The parade will pass you by if you sit and stare
My mans told me that my talent levels very rare,
But just having talent 'ain't enough to get you there
While you was out there chasing girls, drinking beer,
somebody else was out there really getting theirs
You gotta turn it up if you wanna win this year
I said “"hell yeah," that's all I need to hear”
My bio says Ohio, I handle business here
Athough, I 'ain't been inspired by it in a year
Too tired of the infighting with my peers
While our mouths was running, the art was sitting still
All this beef only stops us from getting bread
We just gettin' by, we never get ahead
Consider this rhyme the realest shit I ever said
"Gotta go for mine cause I ain't got 50 years"
All we wanna do is talk about shoes and gear
Sounding like chicks talking about their nails and hair
I guess it's easier than talking about what's really there
We lost three Columbus icons within a year
So I ain't about to do the same record, different year
I used to be in that lane, but now I'm steering clear
I ain't gassed up, I'm just switching gears
Cause in this game going slow won't get you anywhere
I want the illest crib even though I'm barely here
I ride through the flyest neighborhoods just to stare
Feeling like I can't chill until I'm living there
If you feel me let me see a finger in the air
Every year I swear the haters get more vocal
Dudes is calling me fake because I'm not social
But this can come to an end if I'm not focused
So if it 'ain't about the biz then it's not important
I don't care about the after-party that you hosting;
I don't care about the softwhite and who snorts it
I don't care about the fist fight and who caught it,
Cause at the end of the day, man that's all gossip
Fuck all the drama, I'm a real artist
I do this shit without any feedback or comments
I'll diss anybody from the largest to the smallest
And they won't say shit because my album is the hardest
I'll start in '88, then bring you up to date
Then skip ten years ahead so you don't have to wait
I'm what the future sounds like and I'mma make you see it
I'm so ahead of the game that people think I'm cheating
But once you really see it, it 'ain't all that hard
The rap games like Vegas, I'm just countin cards
Sittin' at the table, 'bout to defy the odds
And I 'ain't scared at all, because the world is ours