Eric J. - Superstring Theory [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Transition smooth
Oooh that after taste
Right after you
I'm after baked
Whatever that is
Maybe toasted
Roller coaster of emotion
Overdose on the explosion
Of your sanity
(You better)
Humble thine self mere mortal
Then journey thru the portal
Weed bags go for 50 round here
Clearly I ain't sellin '
But pussies still be tellin'
The Kush began to smelter
The flame grew brighter
I found my lighter
And I got higher
Marijuan' messiah
Marry none, I ain't the type ta
Carry on, with the illusion that I like her
I thought her body to existence
Clearly godly but still mobbin' with my henchmen
Hitlist got a buncha dead wenches
The remains of the gods on my friendslist
My presence in the present is avoiding comin second
Like I'm fighting time
Struck two planets cross each other made the lightening I'm
Optimal
Grind for the consequence
Overflow confidence
Bitch I think I'm Optimus Prime
Armed like a octopus, die
Pussy
We the type to crash a funeral
Stayed trill in the face of Anubis ho
I know thought behind the pyramids
So I ain't caught up in appearances
Spendin autumn with a splendid bitch
But I ain't fallin call it slip resist
I
Twist spliffs like a head wrap
Cerebral flow, that's head rap
Im tryna see where her head at
But her time ain't right like jetleg
Still a product of the heavenly
DMT, that's my medicine
Fuck a god who won't let us in
Fuck a god cuz nigga I am him
High on Zion when I'm eyein' him
Then turn the mirror on society