Sir MiLo - RamPage [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Sir MiLo]
Been training for this moment all my life, I want it all
My punches no longer hit now they slice & dice contenders
Dismember all offenders
Your future isn't in mind
Neither in mine nor yours I could find
But I found metaphors deadly than
Virginias Tech, Comlumbine
Virgin techs, every column off its magazine flies
Little holes piercing through the piercings on your head inside, brain cells die
The vegetables states where you soon to fly, no lie
Matter is never over my mind
Mary Jane and I meditate so we both will be fine
Legendary shrine is what they shall make after I die
Cause the truth, why?
Don't ask me such ignorance, I sigh
On fourth of July, you know nothing of how my sparks fly
Unsolved mystery, Sherlock Holmes
I'm quite sure you won't find
I'm disguised
Need more camo so haters, no sight
Fuck competition the thrones been viewed enough now it's mine complete my mission