Merrick Stein - Diced Pineapples [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Another round
Mixin’ up Ciroc with the soda
I'm at the frat house
Passed out on the sofa
Could've been coherent but I'm spittin' nonsense
And I’m typin' out lyrics
While I'm barely conscious
About to pass out
But what do I see
A girl in all aqua
And she's walking towards me
This is too much
Don't know what to think
She asks me how I feel and then
How much I had to drink and then
She brings me to her room
No, this is impossible
And then I realize
She brought me to the hospital
Check the id that fell from her purse
This girl is not my girl
This girl is my nurse
And I'm not tryin' to play this game that she's playin'
Still, she's lookin' out for me
And she's sayin'
You can call my number
911
But I don't need the E.R
I'm just tryin' to have fun
I'm at madonnas with ones
Not talking 'bout the actress
Trying to bring one back to my mattress
To bring her back
I’ll have to give her a backstage pass
In the car drivin' fast
With the pedal on the gas
Accelerated transactions
All paid in cash
But if we brake up
Well then it won't last
But for now I’m just tryin' to make it happen
Scrunching up my face
Takin' shots of the captain
And Im playin' super smashed bro Im driving and crashin
Then splashing into her divin'
I’m doin' the breast stroke
Hoping that she says she can give me some head slow
I’m about to kill that
You can call it death row
But she’s a devil in a dress
Thats a new prada
I ask what’s wrong
She’s gone off absolute vodka
We sober up
Then I tell her take the mask off
No secrets
You know I worked my ass off
Money tall as outer space
You know I blast off
But if you're tryin' to cut my engine
You better back off
Chillin' in the studio, condos
And that loft
Or even just a Holiday Inn
Look, she's beautiful
She tells me how it is
Gives me the usual
I throw down 200
Leave this ho with her legs split
Throw her back out
Like she had to do a keg lift
But still treat her right
Then I show her the exit
But my fruits of labor are ripest
Got the golden touch
Lust for these beats
King Midas
But I'm always stressed
Always stressed
My thoughts are a mess
So is my desk
Yeah I lust a bad bitch
But I love a pretty woman
So girls pick one
Because I always catch you lookin'
And know, the only girl for me
Is a 10
Who doesn't lie or give a fuck what people think
So let me take another drink
Of this fuckin' poison
Excuse me vodka
And toast to getting no ass
Nada
Cause I'm feeling so shitty
My girl is sin city
All her hoes look pretty
Damn I've been so busy
So much work, now I need a break
From all these girls around here
That turned fake
Oh, but wait
I don't mean to be sexist
Let me throw a party for all
These girls who don't give a fuck about me
This long guest list
So many names on here
It's impressive
Wait fuck the guest list
I’m livin' life like I have no fuck to give
Livin' life to the fullest now I'm up at Liv
Oh wait, no, Mansion, my mistake
Now I'm too gone, they're tellin' me
I’m up in Space
No cars here
All the cabs are out of town
Then I fall down and pass out without a sound
Wake up to sunrise
I'm lying on the ground
That's the last time
I ask for another round