Max Wonders - Pray Blue Skies [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Frankenstein Sample]

[Verse 1]:
Let me give you a couple words turned scripture
Let me flip a couple of these verses into pictures
All six senses enlightened in my depictions
But I'm numb to my fictions
Remember sitting in Granny's kitchen
She was doing dishes
My hair was still twisted
That means I had to be about five
Maybe six-ish
Seven at the most
But I doubt it
Cause in these written's I'm accurate
Every verb, noun, and acronym
Out of all the guys I knew
That all turned to savages
I was a pacifist
But touch a hair on my family's head
And I'm about that action, kid
Living life good
Not a curse on me like a pastor's kid
But you just doing all of this for show
Like an actor's wig
8 years, old
That was a great year
Little did I know
The following would be my hate year
Watching granny pass
Like, God, can my best friend stay here?
I guess he couldn't hear me
With his heaven-far-away ears
Maybe not, but, now I'm at ten
Asking God for a favor
If I live life good
One day, can I be Granny's neighbor?
If I get on my knees every night
And I pray to my savior
My Mom hurting from losing her Mom
God can you save her?
I hope you hear all my prayers
Cause I can see you clear, man
They just vision impaired
Let me lend them a pair of eyes
As you lend me the strength
To write all of the pain in these rhymes
And one time

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]:
Thirteen, another year gifted
I guess this was everything I wanted and depicted
Los Angeles, Hollywood living
City of the angels
But every one of them sinning?
Middle school chilling
They were all getting lifted
Popping ecstasy to find fantasy in that liquid
Looked at them crazy
Like, you got to be tripping
Then I remembered that they were
Like you got to be kidding
Fourteen, High School
I don't think that they was
Before class behind the gym
And they all getting buzzed
Getting higher than Buzz Lightyear
When they had subs
Standing on top of the school roof
Like, "Bro, I'm gonna jump!"
But don't bluff
Don't pump fake
Cause they like to pull pumps
Where I'm from
Call your front like
Crip saying "Hey Blood"
Wrong finger movement when they shook up
They smell his fear
Now he shook up
Grab semi's out the trunk
Automatic let that clip dump-dump
You better run
Because around here, man
They do it all for fun
Chicago, Illinois
Man they all about the funds
And I, still wonder if I'll make it to my eighties
And If I do, you better play this for my grand-babies
Show them that I made all of this history fun
Misery never won
Now play this out
One, one

[Chorus]

[Outro: Frankenstein Sample]