Nik Bates - Never Had A Worry [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
On my way to school, man, I never had a worry
But I knew I had to be there in a hurry
The troubles that I had as the time flew past, make me
Wish that I didn’t have to grow up so fast

[Verse 1]
Never did I ever think that I would need a job
Never put our hands up whenever we would cough
Never knew that I would record rap songs
Worrying about the Sea World Splash Zone
Times were never tough at McMillin Elementary
Nervous when I saw my first crush was sitting next to me
Pack a school bus, like we in Noah’s Ark
Take a trip, take a walk, up in Balboa Park
Never got picked on when I walked home
Only at home I could talk on the phone
Never had a phone I could fit in my pocket
Didn’t need pockets, ‘cause I didn’t have a wallet
All we cared about was riding bikes when we would play
Going down a slide would be the highlight of my day
Shooting up my friends when we could kick it at Atlantis
Living in the 'burb must’ve had it’s own advantage

[Hook x2]
On my way to school, man I never had a worry
But I knew I had to be there in a hurry
The troubles that I had as the time flew past, make me
Wish that I didn’t have to grow up so fast

[Verse 2]
Living in the middle, we was well, not off
Tilt-a-Whirl, Dippin’, at Belmont Park
The Lions and the Tigers with the Birds in the view
All the different things you could learn at the zoo
San Andreas was the only time I cared ‘bout someone killing me
Never knew rich, I knew the feeling of stability
Never had Playstation, I was never home
Didn’t do homework, I couldn’t write a poem
Making up lame, excuses was my plan
Scraping up change, when I hear the Ice Cream Man
Now I’m working at Vans, and taking out loans
Thankful I could call San Diego my home
Used to pass on Euclid and Imperial at night
Never turn at red light, so I stay on my
Way home, from the bay so, stop and get Rally’s
Glad I’m not banging, living in Spring Valley

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
They say that you won’t make it if you never had a story
Well mine starts here, so I never had a worry
A good kid living in a calm city
Tryna make a little something called history
When everybody just sits and chills
I’m thinking how to flip these bills
How can I climb to the top of the charts
And still be alone when I walk in my yard?
How can I fill hip-hop’s many vacancies?
Trying to tell the youth to never settle for complacency
How to stand alone when a million rappers facing me
But I’m a good bet, so I think you should be raising me
Wish there was a manual ‘bout how to be a rapper
The trouble of the public eye I learned from Marshall Mathers
Before I thought about getting fatter
I wish that I could go back, to when it didn’t matter
To when it didn’t matter
To when it didn’t matter
To when it didn’t matter
I wish that I could go back, to when it didn’t matter

[Hook x2]