Sintax.the.terrific - Something to Choose [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
There’s nothing more divine than Chelsea on the High Line
Friends over the moon and yet still under the moonshine
Questions raised like graves out of the vine
See, I write the words but He gets the byline
Chill in the air fair to middling in mine
Cause I stare into the black like I’m pilfering rhyme
Like I’m filtering signs interpreting these times
Working a thousand piece puzzle of no design
What’s in a spine? is a backbone a virtue?
Does other peoples pain matter that won’t hurt you?
Whip of the lash and the trash of the tongue
Cut a gash in the whole system till my wisdom is sprung
Like we’ve all been collectively crucified some
When we won’t do to others what we’d want to have done
It’s called the not so golden rule
It says love should based on their connection to you
So if there's no intersection between my country’s pursuit
Then there's probably not a whole lot of something to do
I was embarrassed when I realized whose
Head I cared more about like something to chose
Down on your knees stare into lens
Can you look into my eyes distinguishing them?
Whether you were Yazadi born or just Jim
Foley see I’m torn wholly between skins

[Hook] x2

Maybe it took a rapper to kill and diss back
Son it’s no kind a skill we ain’t feeling your track
Just another villain time willing your wack
Maybe it took a rapper to diss back