Boris The Lucid - Consciousness [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Prod. Boris The Lucid]

[Verse 1:Boris The Lucid]
Knowledge over money
Money for the tools
Vibing through the city with my tented windows down
Writing hella witty with my bended wrist now
Grinding every minute just to see my momma proud
Praying every second just to find myself a route
Let me illustrate something greater then suicide
Rest in peace to all those souls who debated their lives
Who decides who can fly, crucify, you can call me fortified
Who besides you and I

[Outro]
Now every melody that comes
Goes on this paper and turns into a good vibe
Deep inside though I don't wanna change nothing
Keep it like old ways
I don't wanna be starving even when dead presidents come