Kendall Elijah - FRIDAY (After Work) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I told her I don't wanna die
Just living it ain't my earl grey
Cause' we living off some paper like its 3rd grade
Money hand hidden like Bonaparte
I sleep dawn to dark
Just so i can skip my lines i know my part
Dick my paintbrush yelling "FUCK THIS ART"
Life's a sport
I'm in the bleachers like "tell me when the game's supposed to start"
I had a dream and it differed
Whose fault? It's killing me!
Said the man in the mirror as he wrote responsibility
Aye
I ain't married, love can vary
This an honest age
I swept in carriage, couple karots
Boy was green as sage
It's quite apparent broken parents
Make a lot of rage
It's bottled up, pressure points'll reach and blow away
And that's the whale in the room
No longer elephants
I fish for hope
Swallow pride like pelicans
Look, nobody matters, layman's terms you're irrelevant
So share your plate the next man's stomach dwelling thin
Look, what's peace when there's plates bread less?
Climb a crane, Ichabod
Til you feel headless
And I can leave the world alone
But my mama said a had a star
So I threw it towards the north
And hope you
Follow through the dark