BAKALIS - A Day in the Life [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Twelve years old, discretely disposed
By his mom when he was one on the lawn of one she'd never known
She thinking that he'd have a better chance of growing old
If he didn't have to roam the streets that she was calling home
See she just needed ends for the night, so she bends for for the night
So you can say his pops a rolling stone
Praying to God she know he don't condone
Hoping that he don't disown her soul for every time she moan
So that just how he grown, thinking he wasn't wanted
Thought he wasn't known by his own, long ago forgotten
And to be honest the constant change was common
Had a problem with bonding cuz he's haunted by his adoption
Or call it like it is, he calls it abandonment
Blaming a stranger in his head every time that they laid hands on him
His adrenaline accelerating like a mannequin
Subconsciously emotionless for his defense cuz he's a peregrine
They handed him a Glock to prove that he's a man to them
Threatened with a banishment if he don't show the clan he's hip
So he spews a few at a crew in a taxicab
The driver swerves and crashes he smashes right through the plexiglass
The way he's living he better start penning his epitaph
No shame in sinning its deliberate like iconoclast
Instead of genesis the clematis becomes his bible
Clitoris his idol, escapist thoughts he's suicidal
He's liable to put a knife through his mitral
Flatlining his vitals, this cycle nothing is idyll
He got a right he's entitled, his life to recycle
But his rivals reprisal, leaving him in deprival
See society stifled his chances from the jump
A few glances at all of his antics they had enough
And the bunch him with all the cons saying he's conjunct
Yea they lunching his hope for better life is defunct
And no one ever takes his past into account
They don't ask if they can help out
See him as trash he need to go out
Smart enough to be a math wiz but the masses won't allow
So they stash him in a cell, that's where he'll pass without a doubt
See what you say when you see kids in disarray
Do you vituperate or inveigh that maybe someway
It's only them to blame with a mix of chem strain
They should change their ways like Bombay changed its name
Or maybe you're feeling the same way that I do
Your actions are a mirror of what's already inside you
I got to explain the way that kids projecting pain
With the way that they behave ain't gonna change in just a day
It's a state of mind but I ain't talking empire
I'm inquiring about why the state is so uninspired
There's no desire to set afire the kids to aspire higher
Letting dreams expire so they don't have to perspire
On top of that let's run it back to the hone
Cuz the root of the problem is really grown in the home
You got a third of the kids with no dad to be known
It's a fatherless cycle but no one cares like a velodrome
Being a single mom is harder than ferrochrome
Can't keep a beat on the kids, no metronome
Love starved youth, affection seeking gastronomes
Any slice of heaven they got was cut with a microtome
And that gets me blown, but what can I do
I guess I'll start with me and hopefully you start with you
A little man in the mirror Michael Jackson
Spoken word, self examinations all I'm asking