BigMo - Addicted To Ink [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
Ask if i got paid,
Or a labor of faith
I do a show at a club, get home late
Some may say im wasting my time
And theyre on my case

But in that case
Lie dreams, of a fate
To man, who can't dream of a place
Without a pen and pad
And a place to create
So he locks himself in
And he sits and he plays

Triggers for syllables,
He dulls the point of the 2
As he scribble down vowels to use

So he sits
And he vents
And he schools
But when he gets home
Its still a tool

This is his faith
The reason he sin
So he used it over and over again

And he purges his lines
Likes hes over a sink
In hopes itll all come true in a blink
Were addicted to ink

[Bridge]
They said it was 'aib, equal to disgrace
Like what i have done was deface a culture in a chasing a fate

Ive survived both sides of the sand
And I've showed up to claim my place
I come to you as a man, with a mic
And ive come to claim my stage...