Da$h & Retch - Arrowhead [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: DA$H]
Feeling higher than the dirt sitting on zeus' shoulders
Liftin boulders
Take a *sniff*, and then she getting colder
Dank aroma with a bitch the same color as cola
Prescription medicine up in my soda
Motorola pager clickin tho, all about my chicken hoe
I'm super saiyan 4, you weak ass niggas playing piccolo
Sipping while I'm gripping wheels, you know that I'm riding
Drinking while I'm driving and I still ain't got no license
Convinced this bitch to lick me while I down my mickey's
Straight hoe outcha daughter, tell the porter roll a 50
Better yet a quarter ash it till I'm feeling misty
But never pass it, cause I don't fuck with niggas clayton bigsby
So miss me with that tough shit, cuz I'm on my call ya bluff shit
Flow harder than a drunk fist, after a 40 couple blunts and a rum 1/5, don't want it if it ain't deluxe bitch
H's nigga that's what I rep I got the set blasting
To the box shit, couple white bitches on some boxing
Latina bitch like that oxy, black bitch molly, tonight she doing roxy
Intelligent, degenerate, you buying it I'm selling it
IM breaking down the backwoods, fill with dope then I'm inhaling it
Mind I'm expelling it through bass and instrumentals, she asked me what I liked, Money and Drugs is what I'm into
[Verse 2: Retch]
Forever thuggin, du rag with my shirt open
I walk past you smell potent got yo girl open
She want smoke finger her over bring yo friend witcha
Can't cop dutchies because these fuckas only sell swishers
Fuck it its whatever I'm still gone be high as ever
Because I'm smoking on better, weed crumbs on the polo sweater, Aka my life in a nutshell shit I grew up in thats wherever bluntsville
Remember I had a bitch her name was Vivica
Went to meet her parents was smellin like heavy indicud
We ain't work out ima come clean I got cursed out
Finished eatin my dinner and murked out
Finna go lay up with my safe bitch, god damn I swear that ain't the same bitch
But guess we all change, some be for the better, some be for the worst, I can't front that fuckin hurts
Some days catch me thinking where the fun go now I'm still that Motherfuckin nigga when the sun go down