Kevin - Book Worm [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1

Using my cheap cologne as a mic
Knowing that in future years I’ll prolly use the pricy kind just to get my future wife
Or at least Mrs. Right, better yet Mrs. Right Now
This rough town got these girls dropping night gowns
Just to any nigga who just seem to get the right Pounds
And months down shawty picking up a few pounds
And that nigga, as we figured, no more showing face around
It’s so cruel but we used to that
Bunch of niggas, fucking sisters, than they never coming back
That’s the youth for you
Precious time abused
Acting like we clueless, truth be told we know the fucking truth
Booth over booze that I chose and it’s what I do
Y’all got no fucking clue, dudes is screwed when I spit a few
Y’all fucking pitiful than wonder why they say, “The game is drained”
Y’all talking ‘bout the same shit and how you keep a couple chains
Boy, you’re lacking passion
I see you’re only rapping just get expensive fashion
Ain’t fancying your chances making music that’s lasting
You’re rapping for cash and, other bullshit that match it
What happened?
Trying too hard impressing?
Me and my mans, man
Right so till the casket
These rap bastards, below average
That’s why you’ll see us now and then lowering their caskets
Ugh…96’ boy a prince came
As time changed saw these niggas building hype - failed
The frame changed picture always been the fucking same
I’m ashamed of my peers and of what they’ve got to say
Tired defending hip-hop, Chris Rock
Guise I’m a lame if I ain’t sipping Ciroc
You see God, I try to do the right things right
But see I’m, part of the number that is living life foul
Still wonder why momma sent my ass to school
Still ponder why my daddy never paid for no food
Still wonder, still wonder, still why wonder why my ex girl thought I was cool
Cause she did though, she did though, she did though
Was lucky motherfucker, she deserved more
With all the wrong I was doing
Partially cause of influence
From some rapper that had told me, “Fuck them whores and get dough”
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Full of myself man
These ladies from my high school made me know it so
“Whooo Kevin, look at him, like he is somebody”
Them nigga mad at me, like a nigga all whitey
Like a nigga own pricey things, something like a ‘gatti
I’ma double shit up like a nigga Pusha
But I ain’t even push shit, watch me run through you
And I ain’t never been what my momma dreamed of me to me
Kevin be a book worm?
Nah, momma I’m a rapping prince
And you motherfuckers is just my dukes, uh
Look how bad a nigga made you look
I, make you question your rap skills
Boy you ain’t ill
Nigga fuck this bullshit of you rapping, go back to reading your books
Nigga go back and tighten your hooks
Boy your verses and shit verses mine
What did I say? I said, "You rappers is just pity full". And Kevy Kev, the nigga is so radical. Foolish fools. Don't get me started how I kill them crews. Boy's no kingpin but watch me as I push a few. Kevin is making moves and none of your tools got the power needed to make this young'n bruise. So addicted to these rap pages. Felt I was caged in when other niggas spat statements. Niggas mistaken when getting thoughts of me faking. Niggas is hating just tryna always get me breaking. But I ain't shaken just watch a young nigga make it. Love, Kevin. Just a nigga from around bumping his earphones and shit. Ain't grew up bumping no car cause my mother only recently coped that shit. Kings Park is where you'll find me at. Even when I'm gone best be sure I'm coming back. Gotta get out of here and catch my dreams. If I could I'd it sitting on that maroon steal
My lıl cousın looked at my phone
All he see ıs Blu, Rapsody and Phon..te
"Ay Kev man, where the fuck ıs your Wayne at, aınt got no Wayne here?
Nıgga yous a fucken lamenare"
I had to sıt hım down, learn hım hım why I aınt have em
True story