T-Daddy Stacks - Problems (remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I got a problem
With you and you And you
T-Daddy stacks kid
[Verse 1]

Say bravo to the asshole
But I gave you what you asked for
T-Daddy stacks I'm a mouthful
Ask ten different people what they think of me
You'll get ten different answers, trust me
Now let me be while I'm buzzing off this substance
I ain't no addict, feel the static of electric shock
Then you bumping like a chicken pock
Tick tock goes the clock
We got no time to waste
Cuz the time is money
Pick up your pace
Little player, I'm the mayor of this town
You might not admit it
But I do spit it
So accurately,check my accuracy
So unnaturally,the best shit you ever heard
So drunk,I don't know if my words are slurred
So absurd, and I'm high like a fuckin bird
Like a pelican, I count my Benjamins
But on the other hand, girl you a fine specimen
Feel the adrenaline, ganja is my medicine
And I ain't no fuckin gentleman
Girl I'm a fucking pimp
And if I walk with a limp its on purpose
You can't fuckin with me kid
Cause you're fucking worthless

(chorus):
Problems, everyone I know got some
Some begging for a crumb in the slum
Some just buckle down to become someone
Don't matter where you're from player
(x2)

[Verse 2]

If it don't matter where you're from
Then I'll be famous
I know I'm heinous
But it's cause your gayness
And you take it in the anus
Leave me out of this
Cause I'm straighter than straight
And I live for the hate
From state to state
From provide to province
All across the globe
In your girl I probe
Like a fuckin space martian
I'm in the jungle call me Tarzan
Swinging shit from left to right
I'm about to ignite
So I could take flight
Take a puff of this
Maybe you won't be so uptight
Then I get you undressed
And I feel up your breasts
Put my sick to the test
And then pow a sticky mess

(chorus)

[Verse 3]

Now, I dont jerk, I do work
Then you go berserk
Going fucking crazy
Like I'm going to rob a store clerk
I beat the beat up
I make it hurt
When I write this bizare shit
That bang bang
I let my chain hang
Forever long like Wu-Tang
Dirty money come with stains
But it's really all the same
Look at what I overcame
Bitches better know my name
A.O. Players run the game
A.O. Cause we're all original
Unpredictable with the rhyme syllable
Bitch you are the minimal
Your rhymed are fucking pitiful
Straight Garbage, how dare you ever start shit
With an A.O. Player
Kid say your prayers
I really don't care what else you got to
Cause you know the saying every dog's got its own
But yours ain't today
Me, I'm here to stay
With my fuckin crew chump
Yo you know what it do

(chorus)