Kyle Lucas - In Between Us [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

It's like.. 2:34 AM
Two three four
It's just how I'm feelin' right now

(Kyle Lucas Verse)
I'm feelin' stressed out
We barely makin' any progress
Little less doubt, time to come up with some hot shit
Maybe they will feel me if I'm confident and talk shit
If we're being honest, currently i'm on edge
All my friends are growin' up and all gettin' jobs
Buyin' homes, havin' kids and, i'm just writin' songs
My fans are all appalled, they feel like it's their fault
Like if they woulda tried harder, maybe then i would be on
I'm seein' all these new kids that's half my age
With half my skills but shit i'm makin' half their pay?
When i see 'em, i'm supposed to go erase this face?
And paint this big ass smile, everybody knows it's fake
We know that's not gon' happen, I don't wanna fuckin' hate
But it's kinda hard to eat when you got nothin' on your plate
They think i'm just some pop kid
Like "He won't ever pop shit"
I'm comin' for your spot because i got no other option
Fuck it!

(Chorus)
There's confusion
In my head
Killin' me
Drivin' me to think
Got me wonderin'
Can i trust my friends?
Cause they'll stick me in my back every chance they get
Am i paranoid?
And if that's the case
Is it curable?
Can you help me find my place?
I can't handle this

(STS Verse)
Niggas tell me that i'm hot but then they throw me shade
When fuckin' life is full of lemons, make some lemonade
For y'all to sip and i eat this so who the fuck is y'all to trip
When all of this is weighin' on me, and y'all niggas is waitin' on me
I'll be homies if i pop, but it's lonely at the top
And i can't carry everybody so somebody's gon' get dropped
Somebody's gon' get stopped tryna pass
Go and tell me i'm an asshole
Tell me how i wasn't shit
Tell me how they made me this
Tell me how they play my shit for such and such
Put me up with what's his name
Well mothafuckin' danke schön
Think that this a fuckin' game?
Nigga this my fuckin' life
So don't get so upset, just get it fuckin' right
I walk along, i ride along
This ain't no fuckin' ridealong
Niggas on a hustle for self
It's all for pride alone
With that said, i stack bread
And wish you guys peace
G.O.L.D in the house for all believers who believe

(Chorus)
There's confusion
In my head
Killin' me
Drivin' me to think
Got me wonderin'
Can i trust my friends?
Cause they'll stick me in my back every chance they get
Am i paranoid?
And if that's the case
Is it curable?
Can you help me find my place?
I can't handle this
I'm losin' it
With a loose grip
I'm hangin' on to emptiness
Help your brother
Save him from the
Evil demons
In between us
Came between us