Ace Cartar - Kickin It [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Ace Cartar]
Lemme get a second nah a minute or two/to spit it
On the floor like the place where you move with it
Party people put your palms to the sky and if you calm and you high
Then you can just vibe to this shit
Passed out on the homies couch, parents came home with an attitude
Host is kickin the homies out, regular shit but we wishing for the better brug
Seeds in my bag because we smokin on the regular, my niggas came through makin it loud
Shit is crazy, to polite to kick em out, so i guess we mack and chill talk about real
Shit its getting late ill see you later hit me sell, reach home same you my nigga
Don't go dissappearing cause you know we ain't been hearing from a nigga but thats regular from you
I hear that on the regular thats how it goes, nigga thats how it goes
Wen we hanging like new slaves, niggas ain't married to the game chasin bouqets
A hand out like a dap and a smile, city where them boys got them gats in ya house
Looking for fugitives tryna get niggas to run they mouth
The biggest gang in the south side of queens the shootings been getting wild
But i ain't in these streets im

studyingIn my house, my friends feel obligated to tol me what happened when they was going about
They business , they talk, i listen and digress
Create art from my stress, Stress relief from a leaf or a quick debrief
Quick to breeze if you only bout smokin stickin trees
Gaining knowledge then I'm coming back to wisdom
Marijuana sauna then I came up with a rhythm. Rising
Rising till i stand on my own two, dodging niggas asking me put me on too
Shit i did on my own that i did all by myself, started with curiosity and skill
I dice it then I fillet make you feel it, kill the dj, keep it running like a relay
Yes I'm really unexpected like hurricanes in your house, tearing your home down
Now juu wanna travel down south, worrd to momz with my word of mouth
I will create my future tired of the bull so I'm chargin now
I'm not a human im an angel with my wings, tatted on my soul you can only fly in your dreams right
It seems like they was waiting for those two wordz but you herbs get smoked like the spliff that LickyMcSticky lit
Fuck what you heard I'm too nice like niggas wit a motive inside, or a genuine person
Who really has love in they heart so tell me who nice My name is Ace Cartar
Give me two mics and two hours im spitting till my voice is fucking heard or I'll die first
Niggas knowing my verse the same person who had deaf ears
If i was in the dirt then who would remember me next year

Cuz they was waiting for that #ComebackKiiid to kick it x4

Keep a Spliffy lit on my Licky McSticky Shit clever off the dome demolish em with my written shit
My lifes a movie so I flipped the script, hard work and repition im putting in my due diligence x2