Matty Rico - Black Enough [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I wasn't black enough
I never rapped enough
Kids hear my lyrics now
I'm not trap enough
All that bullshit wrap it up
Like what the fuck you rapping bout
Am I acting out?
You spit a verse, hope it punch ‘em like Pacquiao
Or Mayweather, the way I lay it all together
I’m hoping mine'll punch like Ali
You feel the weight better, poetry in motion
Had my first taste of rhymes and I was overdosing
Sound waves you can feel the breeze hit you from the ocean
Music takes a kid away, its been over spoken
I never fall, I'm just roller coasting
The world says I'm black
My parents say I'm rican
First of a new breed
Last of the Mohicans
Robbed of my identity
And every word in speaking
Comes from somewhere I don't understand
But everyday I'm reaching
I never understood race, I’m raceless
Just because I fell in love with bass don't mean that I'm basic
There's something bout a snare and a bass kick
That has me writing stories in my notepad, on some young third grade shit
I feel it in my soul, a feeling you should know
Like when you meet yo girl and you're just chilling like you're bros
I hate the shit I understand
And love what I don't know
But it really don't matter if the rhymes ain't fatter, ya know

[Hook]
The sun rises
In your horizon
What the fuck you talking bout?
All I see is these dark clouds
The sunrise is
So hypnotizing
The sun’s gotta go down
Dark clouds

[Verse 2]
Uh walk with me in my psyche
Passive ass brown man, cruising in my nikes
Never found a place for me
Never thought there might be
And every time I spit rhymes
They never sounded like me
Talking about my bitches
Stuck in my bravado
Trying to fill a void
But what the fuck do I know?
Young cat, tried to make it live for Chicago
And moved out to LA, but tell me where my mind goes
This New American rap shit
With my nappy curls and fat lips
My cousin told me that I act white
Cause I don’t say nigga on my rap shit
And I'm fucking all these women
Pimpin in my blood but I never call ‘em bitches
I'm a walking contradiction
Think I'm love struck, but I'm just a player in remission
Am I just speaking from my mind?
If you're looking right at me can you read between my lines?
There's so many layers
A mamas boy playa
Conscious misogynist
Rap hating rhyme sayer
A free spirited loner
Self aware stoner
New school dropout
With an old school diploma
Self conscious swagger
Pimp walk staggered
Walking on a thin line
Nobody falls better

[Hook]

[Bridge - Spoken Word]
Snow falls
Every day in this city
We all stand straight and wide-eyed
With our cocks in our hands
And our tongues out to the sky
You are busy letting these nights
Get the best of what soul you have left
The grass by me is green
I sit on it and it comforts me
I talk to it
I hope you fall into the pavement
Times are never rough
Your edges are not built
For these streets
Meet me or don’t
I was never waiting for you anyway