Haze the Backpacker - Duskull [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse)
Fat bitch is laying on my couch
Fuck her mouth
And then I tell her to get out
With a quickness
Later when the seed sprouts
I just tell her it ain't mine
Then I close the door on these bitches
Licking clits so quick
You couldn't have missed it
I grab the clip and blits blits
So now my minds rig-ged
Even if it didn't fuck with my mentals
My cavity is bleeding
So it fucked with my dentals
Eating pretzels
Like Hansel and Gretel
I got a whole shit ton of candy
In my bedroom
Boom fire i fire off with my missle
Kill the whole planet and
I still got my clip full
Ifful
Eiffel
Eiffel the tower
Spent three to six
Thats 96 hours
And if you dont like it you can eat my fucking boules
I do what i want im in the clique with the owl

(Chorus)
Chronic blazing
High like a jet
And if you missed it play it back bitch..

(Verse)
Fuckin fat bitch
Needs a face-lift
I stay swift
Lyrics hit harder than the bass kick
The same shit I lay with
Waiting to conquer the earth (HEY KIDS!)
I made it to the top now
I need a vacation
Got these dead ass rappers
Needing gravestones
And easy bored
Satanic ass rappers
Get there future from a Ouija Board
Same here
Face clear
I ain't fuckin jokin bitch
You think that im playing
Just because i say i smoke shit
Oh shit oh shit
Haters with there notions
About how i kill it
Dumping bodies in the ocean
So ill pills
Magna carta holy grail
In my back pocket just to know how hova feel
Oh for real?
"yeah you know (yeah) how we feel"
Slow burnin kush and pushing dates back like mike will
And if he won't kill these bitches then
I will
Conquer the rap game, and then i just might chill

(chorus)

(verse)
Smoking sherm in the bathroom
With morgan freeman
Eating pussy and beating pussy
Like O.J. simpson
Bloody gloves, didn't fit
Fuck it didn't do it bitch
Me and captain morgan bought small gloves
To do the shit
"who is this?"
Ruthlessness
This beat got piss and shit
All over it
Cause i shit on the beat like rover did
And even if im whack
Im still taking shits on it
Ice cream, blue bonnet
Now im cold and barely harmless
Got a bitch in the trunk
No tape on her
That way she says some sly shit
I go ape on her
Napalm bombs sent to Jupiter
When they respond its all my fault
Jacking off with lubriderm
Who is hurt?
Bitch what do you think im rapping for?
I dont care about your feelings thats what dads are for
I think its funny in fact
Thats what im laughing for
This beat was a killing i made it
Into a massacre

(Chorus)

I would like to note that everything in this song is entirely fictional. But seriously if youre REALLY offended go fuck yourself