AyeRon - Foreign Interlude [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: AyeRon]
Back again is that volatile been hostile and
Hock a spit up and taunting and knocking niggas and flaunting it;(Shit...)
I'm positive he's not a hostage its just that he needs oxygen
He's auctioning off his heart cause he knows its not a part of him
Nobody's hard as him, tossin' out his armaments and calling off his army
10 niggas feeling larcenous, we feeling marvelous
Marvel this, marble tin cans in a harqebus;
And shits stole, get away,and drive the bitch into a pole, amscray
Sit alone, and stash the loot away
I'm not tall enough to ride the emotional roller coaster of hoes
Who notice I'm an asshole and I'm boastin;
I'm brash and braggadocios, I'm nasty as halitosis
They know this niggas a menace, folding those with dilemmas
Mysterious little villain, period end of sentence

[Hook]
I see you quick to throw a stone in a glass home
Now I'm not perfect but I'm no roman when I'm in rome;
Hold my composure, I'm attracted to these bi-polar hoes
Call her friend up, get some exposure, she's a loner;
Rolled her over, drove her rover, sober, slower, motor skills? no sir
Over (Kill), cold as (steel), and I'm known to will the public to do dumb shit
(Shit) Shit I'm up to nothing, tennis so love means nothing to me
And fucking everything is so numbing to me;
He's assertive and hot headed, he's flourished and not pleasant
Absurd and he's not second, he's cocky and not rested at all
Unjust with a ball, if they ain't with the homies i don't fuck with them at all
It goes, one for the money, two for the dream
And three for my niggas who reppin' the GSD;

[Verse 2: AyeRon]
Self destructive habits, from my sleeping to my diet
I'm back to my old ways, ain't left the house in some days;
And this nigga got bad when his momma stopped dressing him
He's far from average but he's mean if you testing him;
Losing my mind, just to gain some perspective
And reaping what i sow, but i ain't weeping for no ho;
I'm passenger seat, while she's driving me crazy
Wish i was passenger seat, with Nicki driving a Mercedes;
Fuck hoes, I'm too suspicious and presumptuous
And they voluptuous, see i go wrong when i see em as my sustenance
Summer sucks I'm loving quick, I'm dumb enough to hump stick
No glove and dip, I'm done i quit;
And i don't do fake, i tend to lose face
Slip a bitch the tongue like under my shoelace;
Pulling bitches like a suitcase, with the wheels under
I still wonder if i can feel her love

(Chorus)