Essam Temuri - Difficult [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Essam Temuri]
These words are so hard to form the
Picture I attend, man, I wreck myself, and
Try to plan, over the surface, but these distortions
Are hard to make so, I go on these weird tangents
That probably don't mean anything, as long
As the medic don't get involved-with these difficulties
I would like to pronounce, as obsolete, but everything
I have is killing me slowly-that I question its resiliency-
Probably, the future I have would be with this cursed urge
A moment in time when I would just be a sitting duck, oh how
I would fail everyone who I would truly love
Man all I can do is paint these dark pictures-abstract
To the point where liquor, can not even decipher it
So I just sit with my pitcher, of water
And show these pictures to the world-that curse
At me in return

[Verse 2: Essam Temuri]
Oh Lord-I attend on one thing, and the
Product is another-the picture of
Forever is locked in my mind, with my desires
And it won't come up with grave efforts
It is useless for me to speak to another, body
Or soul-I hate this cold world-that deep inside me
Is the burden of comfort-that is partnered with
My lack of hunger-these abstract pictures aren't
Helping, doesn't that reign true?
To the plebeian, whose favorite symphony
Is heard frequently, in this digital age, but
My voice is still lost amongst the ice age
Of rejection that fits perfectly in the
Balled up fist of the critic-who enjoys simplicity
More than content-oh if Hitler was alive, then my art
Would be deemed as degenerate, being burned amongst
The Pablo Picassos, and the rest of modern pieces

[Verse 3: Essam Temuri]
Mindset different-extremely difficult, to decipher-
Almost pitiful, that I can spit so many words, but
One doesn't stand out-along with the incoherent paragraphs
That ties into nonsense philosophy, and blends in
With the pictures of myself-man. I can make C major
Dark-something that is going to prevalent in the next track
A reject, so blunt that I can not understand Kendrick, but
Somehow I can feel him man
My rhetoric is not eloquent-far from poetic-not even
Musical-almost whimsical, susceptible to being being laughed
At by the kids who believe in clergy's miracles
Instead of themselves. Not reading Surah 13 Ayat 10-oh
Here I go with these weird tangents-that make my mind blow
And make y'all question my sanity you-what should
I do with this cold world