Luckyiam.PSC - Let's Go [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse One]
Hey, look at my report card, trophies I'm an all star
Tryin' to make the time in your car go quick, quick
Bars from a quick witted independent citizen
I got an Extra Credit Volume 3 for my listening constituents
I'm diligent and driven
Rappin' with a ribbon
Some be lackin' rhythm so I give 'em my opinion
My opinion is your present
Toting a present
Low full of shit if you bold and too clever
? I'm a better man
Better in the booth now, get 'em in an ambulance
Proof, I'm the truth now hit 'em with an avalanche
Of style, I'm an Outkast
Minus all the Grammy's and performance at award shows baby
I'm a tour pro
Professional mackaholic, pass the chronic to your better lookin' half
Lick it, baby make her laugh, lookin' all up at the...
Great it's time for me to mash on the industry
The enemy is me
I'm knowin' him
Tryin' to figure out what the fuck I'm even flowin' for
Try to fuck her face and she think I'm adorable
Behavior enabler, dangle her, I'm horrible
Now what's normal about this life that I'm livin'?
Time to get my name known out the shadow of the Living
Livin' life day to day but the goal is lookin' different
Maybe I should be a pimp, hit the ranch up with Dennis
But is my crew really finished, a replacement
Hasn't been the same since we co-signed for Basement
Leeches and fake shit, these rappers so anxious
And friends mixed with business all seems two faced
I'm seeking placement in a permanent basis
Determined in a nation, corrupt and so flagrant
I hit the pavement with my sanity adjacent
Just ruining my life, fingers crossed for a spaceship
It's never comin' I keep runnin' from these problems
Some of them so difficult some people seek revolvers
Life could be beautiful, I wish I was a baller
I got three different mommas for three little daughters
And one of them was hidden I'm a kid
That's a man that's a kid gotta live with that sin
Prayin' for forgiveness for the dirt that I did
When I really don't deserve it so I burn from within
I can't pretend to be innocent or militant
Idiot, Lucky on the Internet
Never gets work done I should've did
Bullshit I let it live
Let it die let it live
Ego is a sedative
I guess I've been addicted
A victim of my own self neglect and pain I've inflected
So vindictive these tales I've scripted
Are all based on fact and guilt, help me lift it
Just get it off my chest, raise the bar in the west
I'm a star in the west ? special guest
My appearance is the raw interference
I'm a highly skilled writer reading Terms Of Endearment
My fans gave me clearance so I steer it
Direct, past success, accept mass respect
Accept cash or check
Certified, fortified, borderline, psychopath
Murderline, biting ass
Suckers on the sideline, suckers walk a fine line
Testin' my ability is Cyanide
Swallowing, tomorrow never comes but a weak link
Get me out your Ipod, jump it off your CD
Lucky