Versailles The Everything - What I Should Be [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I run from the visions I dream of often
Hoping that no characters can see me hopping
Flash back, hear the fast crack, back to when I had to settle down just to see my options
I'm a tourist to my hometown
Wish I knew then what I know now
Colleagues making families and I'm here tryna pay the bills
Shit ain't been the same since she died, that's off the record still
I been on these records still
Swallowing these record pills
Hollow in these shadows that I breathe in just to know it's real
Chipping off the block cause daddy never been the loving type
Wish I knew what mother love was really like
Fuck I'm kidding
GG gave me everything that I could love in life
Music gave me confirmation for the nights I fled the light
Seeing everything in front of me cannot express the pain
And saying what I feel can never stop the rain... But then again

[Chorus]
Half the time, I have to hide from the mirror
Half the lines, I say I tend to say them clearer
Without you, without me, without them
Saying what I should be
Saying what I should be

[Verse 2]
What's the message I'm speaking?
Is this shit worth the damage?
Is this shit worth the keeping?
Should I just give up now, or you love what I'm saying
Is it a diary moment? Or is this a revelation?
Bible stayed dusty for years
Ain't open it since the funeral, think it's harboring tears
I think the spots on the emblem are faded into the pages
The ink is blurred
But the meaning is still within every single word
How do I face the problems in me that I never approached?
Seeking God in everything but the boat
That's sinking into the desert with all of these reckless heathens
I been focusing on the thoughts that I'm barely breathing

[Chorus]
Half the time, I have to hide from the mirror
Half the lines, I say I tend to say them clearer
Without you, without me, without them
Saying what I should be

[Verse 3]
Living my life like I'm a peasant
Feeling like I'm a fucking king
Fuck the rich shit I'm just tryna eat, then buy myself into Harvard to get degrees
So maybe my family could be proud of my ass
You looked up to them Fresh Princes, never be proud of that Jazz
Every canvas I embrace it brings me closer to me and myself though I
Never feel the difference between what lies in the midst of riots
Throwing pitchers no aim, and I'm taking pictures no frame
It's just in my pocket, the game is just in my pocket to gain. Gain
Do I leave it there by the block, cause this music shit is turning to everything I thought
That it would be, fakes, snakes, and the hound dogs, from the ground boy
Predicting the weather like a groundhog
Words taste bitter like a bitch, more like a found broad
I just wanted everything before tax took it all. Lord
In the Garden of Eden eating apples with my main bitch
The main shit been killing me to become what they can't get
Can't fit into my egotistic might as well join the fucking team
Last chance to witness real, you'll feel what I fucking mean

[Chorus]
Half the time, I have to hide from the mirror
Half the lines, I say I tend to say them clearer
Without you, without me, without them
Saying what I should be