Cae Jones - Intro [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Wake up, Digable Planets in the cassette player
Tryna get some inspiration out of what they're saying
One day I'll be super saiyan scratch that greater no debating skating
Hanging with the homies tryna make that every day and
My aim is, past the sky where all the stars are staying
So far that I'll get a star with my name engraved in pavement
Amazing a slave to nathan or nothing that ways in laymen's
I'm buzzin' and laid some tracks in the basement to start with something
Started with jump back in the 5th grade
Flip the script I'm droppin hits
Writing verses on my vacations now they waiting
For the newest song but I'm just pacing
Out every step something like chess writing the best in my composition
Competition feelin distressed I'm coming correct as a check on my penis, pause
I think I can see the stars
Over me and soon I'll be on Hollywood boulevard

[Hook]
Ayo ayo I know its only the beginning
I hope you know im gon' be in it till the finish
You gon' you gon' believe I'm gon' make you a witness
So throw them hands and do yo dance and show me that you widdit
It's only the beginning
I'm hoping that you feel it
It's only the beginning, but please believe im widdit I'll be winning the finish

[Verse 2]
Wassup, tryna come up in the city of Chicago pronto
Watching opps chasing these commas, dinero, euros, dollars
Hopefully this fame gon' follow
Sooner than this degree cause honestly
My parents saved enough for a year and I was in my school's paper for less than a week
Bro, I ain't tryna pay no loans, really i just wanna be on
(Word? Yuhh) Tryna be the man over here, NOFAIRONES till we phantoms in here
And I'm becoming a fan of the man in the mirror I can see it so claritin clear that
These nouns and verbs, could probably make your favorite rapper cancel their plans for a year
I'm out of control when im in my zone, put my whole soul (sole) in the song
So this food for thought gon' taste a lil better, kinda clever
Headed where the weather dont change too much and i barely need a sweater
But for now I gotta grind till the world realize
This kid from upstate NY got dreams of owning some empires
Man I been playin guitar n killin these instrumentals
Been hittin the stu wit Chinza n openin up my mental cause I
Really dont got a plan b, like this is all i wanna do
So without further adieu yours truly presents to you, Too Uncool