TROY and Eli - Go [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Lyrics:

Why don't they see me, why can't I be me
When I wanna go? I don't know, know

Verse 1:
They call me TROY. Do you know why?
Can you count 1,2,3, to the 4,5?
Add 300 and 60 after that
I'm the rookie of those days. That's aftermath. (The Rookie Of the Year. T.R.O.Y)
I'd be the kid writing the lyrics after class and
Made fun of in school "look at his bastard ass."
I built a wall up around me and mastered that
Dreamt of going to Paris to rap, I plastered that
In my head like a thought never leaving
Thought I'd be pursuing it until I stopped breathing
Thought I would be doing it. No longer repulsive
I could feel the passion moving in me like my pulse did
But I didn't make a sound, like the calls did.
People making fun of me like "where yo balls kid?"
Felt like a black hole, dreams falling in
Till a friend of mine said "that's so appalling" and
He told me "Hey TROY, what happened to blowing up?
People been expecting you but you ain't even showing up?
How come you ain't growing up? Thinking you'll be throwing up?
Telling me you ain't gonna do it cause you don't know enough?
When's that ever stopped you? Nate, this is not you
Don't make the music, let the music adopt you
Let it get inside you. Man, you know I got you
Any other livid critic giving ya shit? It's not true

Chorus:
Tell me what the people around me surrounding me even know (What do they know?)
Why do all the people want to criticize when I wanna go (Why do they do that)?
Why can't they see me, why can't I be me (Why can't I be me)?
When I wanna go. I don't know, know (I don't know)

Verse 2:
Damn. I reflected
I was so appreciative that we were so connected
Took a little break and got my thoughts all collected
Then I lit a spark up at a cost like X did
Repping for the Middle like Malcom, no care for the outcome
Record label, I'll be doing it without one
Life and a dream, I'm about one, haters are about done
I'm for real though, shut ya mouth son. I swear
Life is high then it's low. It's there and then it's gone, it says bye as it goes
The road less traveled, I'mma die in the road
When times are heavy like me(t)(d)al, keep my eye on the gold
I'll never show what it all means
I'll never show when I'm ripping at the seams and I'm tripping on the
Reams of the papers of my lyrics in my room
I'mma Carry On like the Wayward at high noon
Treat it like the Son (sun). It's brightening my way
Keeping my soul from turning cold, lightening the way
It's so frightening to stay stuck sifting shit
Counting all my days left like arithmetic.
Music is my everything and I'mma get with this
Hoping you'll stick with this, coping to the written shit I make
I'm Nate. I'm TROY. I'm real
I'm pouring out my story tryna' show you how I feel

Outro:
What do they know?
Why do they do that?
Why can't I be me?
I don't know

I guess I'll never know