Arsenal Hendrix - Icarus [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
Eyes closed, as I slip in my trance
I’m at the plate, focused as I widen my stance
There’s the pitch, I’m a beast with the bat in my hands (pause)
I specialize in lyricism, I ain’t making no dance
While the competition’s like, “come on, give us a chance”
I’m like “nah, I’m here to body you and your mans”
Yeah, you and your Jeromes, you and you your Stans
And if you had some, I’d probably say you and your fans
Don’t get it twisted, that Red Mist won’t make a nigga Kick Ass
But that tough talk, will make a nigga turn bitch fast
See, I was cast as the star
And my caste, is like the classification of Mars
Warrior god, I’m in my own planetary orbit
Your lordship, my flow tighter than a fetish corset
I’m soaring, I have ascended like Icarus
Conflicted, depict me somewhere in the distance
Descending, towards the earth because of past decisions
It’s just the sweet kiss of ignorant bliss, I exist
Through instrumentals, keeping the pace
I’m staying in my lane fam, I’m just running my race
While these dudes are still warming up, joggin’ in place
Most make mistakes, too busy moving in haste
Too busy trying to save face and end up being disgraced
Like Marion Jones, they can’t wait to build you up
Just to take your accolades, change your lanes, make you switch up
Now you’re in a different game and you’re trying to get a swish up
Trying to rebound, and now you’re stuck holding tin cups
And now you’re stuck holding tin cups…
[Hook]