Kid C - KILIMANJARO (free-verse) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
I'm not at the top but I ain't a fucking flop
Your fans are getting locked 'fore they blow up on the spot
Yeah, you know you at a loss when you always throwing off
All these tracks, they fucking sucks, got their merits, not a lot
Cause you speeding through your Lambo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better hide in fucking camo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cause this beat, it's fucking mad though (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But you drive it fucking down, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You chatting fucking killstreaks but I wanna kill beats
I'll lose my fucking will, keep up with all these "ill treats"
I wanna hear the crowds scream, you want in to the grime scene
You want a brand new wifey, I want some fucking car keys
But I ain't got 'em though (nah, nah, nah, nah)
I'm sounding like I got your flow (ha, ha, ha, ha)
Take it back, rewind it, man and wonder what'd happen and
I'll throw a hundred in your hand if you stop and just wonder, damn