DJay Kennedy - April 5th [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1:
Born in the spring rain all over
As a youngin i wanted to sing I was more Irish than a clover
Wanted to be a king but not like my uncle
Showed my muscle at home at school showed no trouble
Chicagolands finest you should know that
Poppin my tapes like yall pop Prozac
I was born a C section too much aggression
But my over sensitivity is what kept my momma stressing
This for my homies that was tossed in the graves
They called my momma told her her son misbehaves
But what they don't know is I rode the city on waves
They tried for that IEP but it wasn't for me
Just got out of mental slavery but i'm still not free
I feel that discrimination from all my surroundings
I don't care how it's sounding i'v lost all my belongings
But that's a story for a different song
Know me better than I know myself but then again I know i'm wrong

Verse 2:
I pray to God always say that Hail Mary
But he laughs at me like i'm some Jim Carrey
They ask me to pull myself out the gutter
But when I stand up my stomach churns like butter
I guess i'm not made for all this rapping shit
Remember when I was three across the street was that Two Six clique
But that's just what you get raised in a different environment
For just one night I'd pray the city turned silent
But it seemed everyday the hood became more violent
Guns and knifes pull at every corner
I'd wake up, put on my tin foil armor
Walk through that alley like it made me feel stronger
Used to treat females bad I knew it wasn't right
But that's just how I was raised only had pussy in sight
I apologize and now most my friends female
But what I can't realize is they show no prevail
I guess that makes me just another detail
Still trying to get some labels email
But I guess they view me as another shitty rapper
With another struggle story that doesn't matter
But I promised I would believe in God
But apparently I still don't matter, audience applaud


Verse 3:
I ain't kill no guys, I don't slang no dope
I don't bring no lies, I have no hope
I don't play no games, boy I ain't no joke
I feel i'm worth more than facebook pokes
But then again I might be wrong or am I right
Or I might be both with nothing special in sight
Or I might be the next Drizzy Drake or Kendrick Lamar
They tell me go softer cuz I go too hard
But they needa know Em ain't no rap god
DJay the real rap god
April 5th