Dewey - Kids (prod. Ricky Vela) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Dewey]
Yea I got a problem honey
None of your fucking bees wax
Skip class
Day dream of three stacks
Spend nights
Rolling making b's fat
If you need a man
Baby I could be that

[Verse 1:]
This the redeyed the blunt jedi
The green thumb
I'm a giant goliath killer my Glock
Like fi fum
Stop right freeze up
See cops seize up
Like what was that
My homiez like (GOT EM)
I'm a darrel with these dimebags
Pharaoh of my time chance
I got bars all i needs a vyvanse
Marrow very low
Bones bearrings in my ride man
Parents scream turn it down
But now my spine tapped
I could rhyme fast
Epitaph be a sixteen
Six feet deep
Still spit with the sick heat
You male-ish
Ishmael with your ship g
Chase whales like Ish Smith
Chase a ship ring
Ain't gonna happen
808's my pace arachnid
Don't buy in eighths
Reciprocate
That's flip a fraction
Rolls fake
So halfcab to crook now
Dewey mobb six deep
Ones getting shook now

[Bridge ]
We the bad kids
Straight A's
Fake ID's
We the bad kids
Burn eighths
Spray febreze
We the bad kids
Roll it up
Taste the weed
We the bad kids
Mama know it
So pray for me
We the bad kids
Head of my class
Head up my ass
We the bad kids
Honor role
Rolling a blunt
We the bad kids
Role call
Always in front
I'm a bad kid not a bad kid
Fuck

[Hook:]
Yea I got a problem honey
None of your fucking bees wax
Skip class
Day dream of three stacks
Spend nights
Rolling making b's fat
If you need a man
Baby I could be that

[Verse 2:]
All yall repeater grippin
Peter griffins
Ya seed horrific
So now it's silent nights
This a different breed a cricket
My fight ya I believe Ali would pick it
Lead with the blade Wu-Tang
Like it's made of liquid
Hey I just came to kick it
No free will
Like I was Jada Pinkett
Hate a pro spitter pay the prolifics
Voice like zeus so my flow mythic
Kobe limp-dicked but his fist so olympic

[Bridge:]
We the bad kids
Straight A's
Fake ID's
We the bad kids
Burn eighths
Spray febreze
We the bad kids
Roll it up
Taste the weed
We the bad kids
Mama know it
So pray for me
We the bad kids
Head of my class
Head up my ass
We the bad kids
Honor role
Rolling a blunt
We the bad kids
Role call
Always in front
I'm a bad kid not a bad kid
Fuck

[Hook:]
Yea I got a problem honey
None of your fucking bees wax
Skip class
Day dream of three stacks
Spend nights
Rolling making b's fat
If you need a man
Baby I could be that