All Clear - Exhibition (All Alone) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Get out the way; All Clear's making hits
If you were looking for a show or an exhibition, man this is it (x2)

[Verse 1]
The key factor, I've got the game on lock
When it comes to golds, I'm the sharpest crayola in the box
And they sayin hey, All Clear? Nah, he can't really rap well
Well in terms of colors, I'm solid while these other suckers are pastel
I stay fresh after the due date, man, they way past stale
Getting old, growing mold, busy chasing the cash trail
And I got a metronomic mind; I never miss a beat
Got collections of Rolexes, more Fossils than a museum, and when they ask why
It's cause I'm keeping time; I'm feeling fine, trying to settle in and get comfy
Dang, Clear, where you at? Well hmm let's see
I'm at a place where I'm at peace, still can't believe all this
I went from having none to gathering some, then built some more on top of it
And I ain't talking bout cash y'all, I'm talking about street cred
Went from being ignored to being respected instead
That's quite the turnaround huh? Guess you could say that I'm swervin'
But nah I've never been partial to slang, no matter how popular or urban
I was on the swag train for a while, then politely hopped off
Asked for the money from my ticket back and got some class at no cost
So school's in, the ruling's that I'm on the scene, so no foolin'
Don't have to spit obscene to spit obscene, while y'all dudes is truant
Excuse me, I'm makin my move, while y'all still remain confused
I've got common sense like T-Paine, but no Autotune, y'all bound to lose

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
All these other rappers wanna brag about how they're tough
Writing bars about being behind them and getting high, those jet puffs
But my clique is cool whip; we're the creme de la creme
The main event, we can't pretend to even bear standing next to them
They complaining, what happened to the game? Well, I have a suggestion
Too many fake rappers stuffing up the lanes like it was congestion
Seems like we need to clear it up like Claritin; man I'm scary with the pen
Cause when I spit, I influenza crowd to snatch up my pathogens
Switch metaphors, if life were pool, I would be the cueball
Kicking haters out the gym like I was Tony Lattimore
So please don't step up to me, cause I'm telling you, you will get bested
I'm still showing development, while your skill's growth is arrested
And I'm all alone at the top of this game
Shouts out to Gorillaz mayne
We go ape, this ain't Bro Rape
It's more like Inspecor Timespace
Or is it Spacetime? Man, I got community, forget the rhyme
I may not be a peach but yo, I am sublime
This is it, this is it, like I was MJ; y'all can't stop this
Got the magic touch to my flow like it was hypnotic
So call me Notorious, or don't, you know, I really don't mind
The dude left a legacy and I'm just starting mine
So if you want then bring it on; I got time I suppose
And even if I'm knocked down I'mma rise cause I'm a Phoenix Wright, case closed