Panacea - Pops Said [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Raw Poetic]
Pops said go to college kid
And a dream that I had to be a novelist
Life is an ocean with a lot of wit
Look son you like Saint Nick, a lot of gifts
You got to give, drop top got to shift
Do I miss him or not yeah I toggle with
But no goo goo ga ga shit, I'm a grown ass man
But he set me up with a grown ass plan
I don't drink a lot, yet I smoke a bit
No pork little girl with the kosher lips
Black panther growl with a Hip-Hop style
[And songs with niece?] know by your child
Black American to Vietnam
It's all [colorful son?], yeah I see that bond
Pops said Jason better free that mind
I did not forget don't you see that mom
You believe this was left back in '79
Pass life rhymes way back before my time

(I'm glad I listened when my father was rapping to me)

[Hook: Raw Poetic]
Control the road that I walk on
And everything that I hop on
And where I'm playing my part on

The game I [play/place?] is my stages
In my head remain ageless
Forgetting names but no faces

(I give thanks to my pops for being around)

[Verse 2: Raw Poetic]
Pops stay straight face no frown
See the world upside when you feeling down
I walk my own path down [?] deeper steps
[With my wake and through my pictures, I see connects?]
With a patchy beard, and my laid back eyes
Chip off the old block yet [?]
Now my time begins when night [?]
Peace to Gwendolyn Brooks, parties I meant them
Reminiscing, speak on visions
[We sew mission?], yeah I did them
But I need something different y'all
Living on the edge, you a fixed to fall
Pops said son you got to move ahead
Leave all this behind before you're gone and dead
So I'ma get one before I die
Ain't nothing like black American pie

(I'm glad I listened when my father was rapping to me)

[Hook: Raw Poetic]
Control the road that I walk on
And everything that I hop on
And where I'm playing my part on
(I give thanks to my pops for being around)
The game I [play/place?] is my stages
In my head remain ageless
Forgetting names but no faces

[Verse 3: Raw Poetic]
The world in my head is one adventure
The one outside needs space to enter
Like Alcatraz trynna escape Virginia
Drank [to went?], pass out, can't remember
Where I started, dearly departed
Left me a message got to move regardless
545 is when the dream done started
12 last night's when brain done farted
I drank too much alcohol
Talk like I hand it out for all
Can't remember too much from [a far/my fall?]
Let's continue (when) tomorrow

(Papa was a great old man)

[Hook 2x: Raw Poetic]
Control the road that I walk on
And everything that I hop on
And where I'm playing my part on

The game I [play/place?] is my stages
In my head remain ageless
Forgetting names but no faces