Headcase - How to Make it in America [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Headcase]
I got a question, yo
What does it take for someone like me to make it America?
I see so many people out here struggling
So I'm wondering if anybody knows...

[Verse One: Headcase]
The sun rises on another apathetic morning
As I awake from the dream that I've been exploring
Once again, I'll be performing on the stage of deception
Not receiving any praise or affection, it raises the question
In my life, where did I go wrong?
I could have reached the top but my struggle was prolonged
Now I'm stuck working this menial job for minimum wage
I smile at customers, holding in my venom and rage
To live out your dream and shine is the ultimate high
But I chased that dragon for so long, I can't remember why
I wanted to live the 'Glamor Life' that Pun dreamed of
Til I found out its just some bullshit Hollywood schemed up
Luxury rap convinced us being wealthy is what's important
These kids would rather 'die enormous than live dormant'
But they're in for a rude awakening
When they're stuck with a poor position that's easy to get complacent in
Its not like this life is inescapable, we're fully capable
But these jobs try to scare you, saying you're replaceable
So you try to stay content with barely living check to check
It's depressing, so let me ask this question:

[Hook: Headcase](2x)
What does it take to make it in America?
If anyone knows the answer, it should be shared with us
The working class will always have their grievances
(the American Dream) you have to be asleep to believe in it

[Verse Two: Headcase]
My homey Laz once rapped about something like this
But I never realized how true it really is
I graduated community college with nothing to show for
Cause every road I tried to take lead to a closed door
It seems you can't do shit with an associate’s degree
From my experience, the whole process is odious to me
Cause if I find a good job, I'll be denied my destination
"You're under qualified, you should pursue a higher education"
So now I'm in my mid twenties, in school again
Balanced with a awful job where I'm only making shit money
And most people don't understand my purpose
They tell me its a waste of time and that college is worthless
Yeah, I'm a talented emcee with rhymes galore
But I'm also a student with a job and no time to tour
A diploma doesn't represent knowledge gained, just money spent
But for me, its the only thing right now that makes sense

[Hook](2x)

[Verse Three: Cyrano Sinatra]
American dreams, bought with American schemes
If your team's got a goal, it should be going for cheese
(mouse trap) she's got a college degree but no job
(how's that?) she's getting down on her knees for blowjobs
In the back of the backpacker's van, capitalism is high (what?)
They got us fooled, we've been taught to be living a lie (what?)
If you don't hustle hard, 24/7
You'll be in the Slammer rag, Crime watch at 11:00
It's a brand new day but it's the same old thing
Who got an Iphone? I'm still waiting for freedom to ring (haha)
Success is a hard test but you ain't got all the answers
And the pendulum is swaying like them Reggaeton dancers
You can bet your bottom dollar, you know I'mma bear, black
Nobody living in America is guaranteed jack
In the trap, they be going for gold
But in a working class home, a pink slip might be the end of the road
And how's that?

[Hook)(2x)

[Outro]
Headcase/Steady Flow collboration
Cyrano Sinatra, Sharp Cuts