Crockett - $tripes [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

The minute that my soul died, my swollen eyes were frozen shut
My broken mind was opened up, I know I'm not the only one who's choking on a swollen gut
I think I'm throwing up
At least I'll never hold a gun up to my head, I'm blowing up
These butterflies, turned to vultures full of subtle lies
Summertime is when I die, when winter comes I come alive
My cold heart and dope flow make Mozart look bozo
I'm not repping YOLO, so I'm doing all my promo
By myself, with a couple people supportin' me
Fortune and fame's escortin' these "orphans" who lack importance
To touring when I'm here... The bastard rapping accomplishments
The people claiming "orphanage" struggled for a pot to piss
To cause houses with a lot of steps are mazes and their common sense
Was lost among the cockiness and commas in their momma's checks
I lived the average life, so where's my compliments?
I gotta dig inside my heart for you to even wanna listen