Parshy - Box Cutter [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Damn son!
Yeah. Parshy on the track
All day

[Verse 1]
Stone Age. Paleolithic. 1-2 Milli years ago
Young OopOopLa observes a Tiger up in the snow
"Daddy come here", He cries trying to gather his wits
Dad's just like "Damn son where'd you find this?!"

Human nature kicks in as the fear is felt
This thing will probably eat us all they realize with dread
What else are they supposed to think instead?
"Let's not judge. I'm sure this thing actually has a nice personality. Let's be friends"

Heck no. Heck no. Think about survival
A key to being human is to judge - but no John Marshall
As time progresses, as we advance, this trait makes us darker
When we interact with one another it's impossible to be impartial

So we make boxes, we put 'em up based how we see fit
It's all mutually accepted that we never stray from the boxes that we're in
If you and I don't fit, it's like some kind of unspoken sin
All I saw was cardboard walls, non-stop trying to boxing me in

And I get fed up, when I get that look
All I do is keep my head down, good book
Not proud, thinking I'm too brown
No one can see me spitting loud
Does it make you frown?
Think of a rapper middle class and brown
But I will not let this pass undisputed
I will not fit into a box, I'm refusing

I-I refuse

[Verse 2]
So I take my knife and slice thru
Got mad arm chops like kung fu
My walls come down
And my comfort zone expands to everything I do

Gotta plastic watch
Gotta plastic chain
Got gatorade
Gotta plastic ring

Gotta swiss army with a sexy case
That I use to slash. Like Mace
Windu you realize I am a in fact hindu?
So I can't kill the beef with you. Nah I'm just playing

Boxes cut so how do ya feel?
Now I know that i feel ideal
I got both hands back on the steering wheel
Fishing rod 'cuz I keep it reel

I feel good. I feel great
I feel valued. Real estate
No longer status quo
I'm cutting boxes. You ain't even know

Feel so happy, that you'll get 30 emojis if you text me
I can be free like Washington
But I can be frank like Benji

Feel lucky like I won a coin toss
Feel kinda fresh like I used mouthwash
I can go H.A.M. like pork chops
So much freedom for choosing slash through this box

Yeah

[Verse 3]
Plot twist. When I think of boxes
I think of everybody against me
Is it really gonna my own brothers and homies that gonna hold me down and gonna box me?
Is the guy across the street judging me?
Is he the one tryna box me?
I laugh and say nay. Voice bit hoarse
This joint goes hard. Oh the irony

Even though they might be hating and speaking out its nothing
But you gotta know that
Every time they hate it's not them messing up your vibe
'cuz you really got to know that you got a final say man
We box ourselves. We box ourselves in fear of what others would do
Yet we can choose our own happiness. It's a choice man it's true
Yeah

[Break: Barry Neil Kaufman]
Happiness is actually a choice
You can actually learn a system of understanding by which
You can understand how you create happiness for yourself and how you create unhappiness
It's all based on beliefs. And if you learn how to change those beliefs
You can actually go from misery to delight
From depression to inner-peace, from hate to love

[Verse 4]
All day
Parshy bringing thought your way
Connecting the lack of cardboard with satisfaction? Okay
I know this thoughtful rap won't give me any street cred
But if I acted fake and gangster, I wouldn't be able to stand myself
They say talk is cheap but I believe in what I say
You don't have to like my beats but listen when I say
That we can choose to cut our boxes with haste
Or realize that we were the ones to put it up there in the first place

Uh, it's been fun guys
Real talk
Actually #realTalk
Yeah right that's not going to trend
I mean, whatever

[Outro]
I can choose to cut down this box
If you put a box on me, I will slice through it...
Now I know, that it's not you but it's me
That puts that box up in the first place