CaptWolf - Fuck This Song [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Alpha Wolf]
My mind I think I finally fuckin lost it
Write that shit that make you feel the need to hide up in your closet
I got a dirty mouth, regardless if I floss it
This worlds a fucking dud so I might as well toss it......
Stomping mud holes while you motherfuckers toe tip
Step up in my cypher and ill grab you by the throat bitch
Said you music's better? Well you really dont know shit
I am not tolerant of those paid for coppin shit
If yall are tru rappers, then I must be the opposite
Unforgiving, ill be the first one to drop a bitch
Who said my music's harsh and she really wasn't liking it
Im striking, quicker than white lightning
Removing you of your nikes like I was an urban viking
Instigaitng chaos? I think im backing off
So when Satan goes to work, I slap his wife while she jacks me off
Lyrical genius? I dont get what they meanin, I beat my meat to the beat, the words cum outta my penis
Yeah I said it, fuck cali swag, I rip the scrotum outta their jeans an play hackey sack
Aroung girls, I dont know how to act
My last girl, I chained her down and made her listen to acid rap
I dont shoot lyrical bullets, thats wack
I obviously got a P90 attached to my back

[The Captain]
Im the Devils advocate, you jealous cause I'm having it
Angry cause I'm nabbing it, and all you phonies addict-ed
I wonder what you faggots on when the captain turns to maverick
You might take to the poor things that you have habited and probly inhabited, or better yet inherited
Its Mostly apparent my clear coherentness
Got a twenty kid parent dick
With a shop on clearance clique
My mom would pull an earl if the radios aired the shit
Probably pull more girls if you hoes just blared the shit and im confident like ive won 5 championships
But im still a rookie making too few promises cause im the one who'll be new and shit...
Like I just found out what a rhombus is. second grade, eye patch, glasses, kinda chubby
They knew I wasn't a dummy so they left it to be crummy
Ninth grade poet with a penchant for the honeys but I pinch it with my thumby roll it up
Become forever lonely
I feel nobody knows me or understand what I want
So its a fuck croissant, I hate fucking breakfast
I never take my vitamins, I was young and restless
But now im just restless and becoming more reckless
Fuck people, burn shit, rock a bead neacklace
She's Been cocked a skeet necklace cause the magnum was defective
Detectives can detect the reason im erect because words turn me on, and flow kisses on my neck
No one to do it for me so I keep my ho in check
And I abuse her when I can and tie her down to the track
Boulder hats and canes smokin boulders of cocaine sold her like propane
I was in love with the words, and fantasy molested me
Never told my parents cause I went along happliy
And when it was known I hated radio no one that was black belived
I hate you faggots spitting jeans
That you wear or the name on your shirt like we all supposed to care
Ccs generics style merits
First why dont you get some cash not boost your parents