Theodore Martin - Dead Prezidents [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Theodore Martin]
Cause it don't mean nothing
If the pen that I raise don't raise minimum wage
Or if I don't get passed the maximum hate
Cause they pray I never reach the masses
Or that I hit a massive delay
But I hope you soon take a sip of my pain, take a sip of my pain
And pass it around as a lyrical ritual
And I hope we all get rich as well
Through the midst where we s'pose to slip and fail
While walking on earths surface
You can feel the mist of hell
Is my verses too weird for you to comprehend?
Cause your saying I'm not in that 5 percent
That's gonna make it big
I'll just be a local kid
Tryna shift these gears of war fighting against these locust-es
So u better switch your focus lens
Going against me
I must admit that I can make the poles shift
And cause earthquakes with a new notification
Cause its followed by mass explosions
And mash up all the galaxies
But actually- in reality
I'm praying to God I get mass exposure
Cause I never got to burn cash like Oprah barely burns calories
I'm in a land of pessimist that prays you hit the opposite of excellence
And it turns hate once you get the trait of arrogance
Talking like "Aye I owe you"
But all I hear is vows
Like I guess they don't think I know what marriage is??
So therefore, my length of skill is too complex to measure
Do you people want the feeling of:
E-pills? Street talk? Thick-whores??
But all you guys got left is this kid called: Theodore

[Verse 2: Theodore Martin]
I write this with the pen of a prophet
And if it ain't enough to make a profit
At least you can see the art of the pen ink drop lets
And when I drop this you can say I vomit
All this non-sense
But it's really a cycle we live in revolving around life's 4 quadrants
If rap was a school I would get a full ride scholarship
And prolly end up with a doctorate
Cause if we gave you penny's for thoughts
Me and the legends would have common-cents
If u don't get that..
DUDE THAT IS JUST COMMON-SENSE..
By the way I'm feeling like Common-since
He dropped "Resurrection"
To resurrect this and clean up all the messes
Cause these other rappers led a misconception
Cause they clearly forgot the essence
It was written, man, did you get the message?
Lemme refreshen, your memory
I'm bench pressing elephants, you bench pressing infants
You get curved like @ signs
So get the hell up out my mentions
Tryna give you food for thought with these raps
So what I'm spitting is really nutrition facts
(Living in a generation where they never prayed to God
They prayed to Gotti
And they never prayed to Jesus
They prayed to Yeezus
God please believe us deep down we believers
But it's what they teach us
But I'll scream out a prayer if the devil ever got me, uh)
I say we rebels of the underground
We got the perfect sound and wherever our purpose bounds
We mix the perfect verbs with the perfect nouns
And leave 1 for your mind:
It's crazy how dead people still make the world go round, like...
Dead people still make the world go round right?