Detox - The Anxious Mind [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
The anxious mind
Stargazer
Detox
The Real JGKC

[Verse 1]
Time is my worst enemy right now
So worried about the future this is what it’s about
The feeling of anxiety is so very cruel
Everything happening so fast idk what to do
Don’t know what college I’ll go to, worries
Or even if I’ll even get accepted into any
Like from 2010 to 2014 I’d be establishing
My career and my music, on my grind no stopping

[Verse 2]
I don’t know, can’t seem to really connect
I know that I am blessed but I must confess
Twisting and turning in the bed, wake up with my nose plugged
All smelly, hazy, sore, sleepy, cracked lips, bad hair day, messy
Eye boogers, flaky skin, glasses blocking nose and voice, drowsy
Hardened lip skin makes it hard to smile
Can’t move my mouth so either I rip if off
Or drink some water, making weird faces, help me stop
Bruise inside the top of my mouth, tongue bothering
Half sleeping and awake dreaming and thinking
About what things might happen I’d be mid sleeping
Then lift my body straight up and check it immediately
Cause I’m just so anxious that I really need to see

[Verse 3]
Black pendent, independent, forget hooks and bridges
Selfish person who wants to hit the stage by himself, fidget
Want and need more sleep but I ain’t getting it
Angry and aggravating over everything solve with a fist
Recording and rapping over 6 songs on a mixtape
Building up my fan base is difficult and hard on a daily basis
Wanting and day dreaming about a life as a Korean drama
Maybe even an anime cause this life ain’t any better
Bring an umbrella I’d be doing that major heavy brainstorm
Like sixteen ain’t enough, bringing the coffee and the corn
Feeling so nauseous, I am just so neurotic
Angst, tension, troubles, and uncertainty put me into panic

[Verse 4]
Wake me up from this dream, say it into my face
Words and letters misspelled and placed in the wrong place
Burden of the past, not important present, and fantasy future
Writing my own life story when really I ain’t the carver
Racking up them dreams, just to see them all fall
One day I hope to stop these meaningless subjects and calls
It’s been a long time coming, that’s what I predicted
I should be an oracle, my eyes would be mad driven
Powerless fiend all crazy, driven by his fantasy
He be far away and distant from the lord presently
Just tryna get it get it, but not focusing on what’s important
Now, now, now, it’s now or never that’s important