Jak Tripper - 2:13 am [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Twice from out of nowhere whether I'm on medication or not. Sometimes they come ?? ??, sometimes they don't come at all. It's just once in awhile and when they come they sound ?? ??)

LSD tabs
Lines in my head like '93 hair
I got the creep stare
A winner, reading dating for beginners in a beach chair
Abducting brunette teens from pseudo punk scenes with bleached hair
Pulled out the crowbar from under the Jeep spare
Right of driver side modified
No passenger seat there
Book me I'll be there
I'll show up as two eyeballs
Teeth and a shirt made of throw up
Don't wait, I won't blow up
Got psychedelic rap sewn up
Still froze
My clique all on cold drugs like Bone Thugs
Smoke a dust bone up
Now my skin is feeling like foam stuff
Rest in peace Manzera
I'm trailing close son
If he speaks against the church I expose guns
Heat up his gear like clothes done
I stay early 90's like Razor Ramon vs. Goldust
Fonzarelli Black, Jak gat
Left coursed knuckle from letting TEC off
Explode your meatball to red sauce
An unfed dog
I deal in death and a fetish for killing escorts

(Confess unto me that Jesus Christ is the son of God, and the voices would say, they vaguely confess it or wouldn't.)

I'm down to go
Black vested ninja'd head down to toe
I'm like the Orkin Man
I'll smoke out his home
We break down the half ounce and roll
Crime scenes that smelt like gun powder and sour smoke
Gucci down I'm fresh out the hospital gown and robe
I'm Cheech Marin in Cali around them clones
Puff so much
When I'm outside the clouds look low
In bouts I'm stoned
Like Nick Diaz coming in swinging fist out clouds of smoke
I'm so acid in surround I make sound look dope
I'm down with cult
Buick Riviera '83 black rag-top down
Paint job brown and gold
I'm prowling with a bag of downers
Looking around for hope
Investigated, my house was probed
No feds found the dope
They did find the hidden down below
But found the hole
Drugs, cold chills and death
Cid flashbacks, sex, violence
Get high and dive off the building ledge
Kill the rest
Can't chill I'm stressed
Guilt compressed from cutting gills and necks