HOA Bossman - The Never Ending Race (Prod. BIGfoot BEATS) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(verse 1)
I feel like Kendrick when he was lucid dreamin about PAC/
I got some niggas on my block/
Quick to pop/
My nigga move or ya gettin shot/
Me and my niggas got shit on lock/
We got them keys to open locks/
Give me my props/
I'm beyond hot/
I'm surface of the sun/
With the skills to knock you out wit one punch/
Line/
I hope I'm on time/
To make the dreams I see mine/
I tryin to be perceived as in my prime/
Even when I'm 89/
I was born in 91/
Bruce is my father/
With the same name & reactions it's clear that I'm his son/
My mind state is that I never won/
Til I touched each and everyone/
Wit my story/
Fuck being worried/
I just gotta fucking hurry/
Kuz life is a race/
& no one has yet to be in first place/
I mean in the first place the race ends/
& your put at the start commuting sins/
With no friends/
So I'm have to say running is where I fit in/
Since I'm always fucking busy/
& these rappers can't get wit me/
I dare a nigga to Taylor swift me/
I'm empty 50 shells/
Til he hits the bottom of hell/
That's the street pavement/
Kuz this earth is full of hateret/
Cmon really Let's just face it/
We at below the devils nuts/
But we gotta rise & fuck this place up/
Kuz my faith with god & visions/
Will get me on a television/
But them demons rather see me missing/
Like some where with the fish swimming/
While I'm just trying make a better future for the children/

(verse 2)
Fuck what you feelin/
My raps to ill/
Even penisilne could not kill/
Me signing a deal/
My penmanship is to real/
I just tell you the deal/
Honesty is all I know/
I couldn't get my foot up in the door/
So I kicked it down to the flo/
I had to throw elbow to the nose/
So I could make some legal doe/
Kuz I was on a drought/
Couldn't make it rain/
But I worked my magic/
Now everyone in my city remember my name off change/
I get looked at strange/
Kuz I never reframe/
To stay the same/
If I stood the same/
You'd called me a broke ass lame/
But now I got something/
All these hoes is nothing/
They say I be frontin/
Fuck'em/
That's my 2 cents/
But in this poor country/
Most people can't afford common sense/
I walk in a room and make everyone feel tense/
I guess they fear um on of the best/
That's gotta b why my mon told me wear a vest/
Niggas love to see famous people flex/
But I can't even say I'm up next/
With out someone trying to say I ain't shit/
It's sad niggas live like there 95% bitch/
I'm keeping it real/
I have a twitter for the kicks/
Love to see the negative/
Kuz if everything was positive/
Martin Luther wouldn't be in a perminit rest/
Damn now that's some shit to think about/
While I'm in eattin cereal in my moms house/