Cae Jones - Cheetos [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro:
Somebody ate all the Cheetos

[Verse: Cae]

Yo, back to the massacre, putting cracks in clavicles, snapping backs for practice and laughing while I'm attacking/
What a disaster, these rappers make a track that's just crap and stat to act like they're balling like John Madden like/
Claiming they're in Caddy's but riding in daddy's Acura, wait lemme go backwards, like after the catastrophe/
With wack MC's blasphemy I don't even bother, yeah they're tryna rap hard but my rhyming is proper, comma/
I'm a genius product spitting fire like a mutated llama that's hotter than a ginger's privates dipped in lava/
Spit it clean for my mama, Shaka's up for my boys in Lahaina, attire shocking, higher designer rocking/
Even flyer when I'm riding on a plane, see most grab their hoodies but I grab my chains/
Crew close to fame and we're all only teens, and even during winter we're the hottest on the scene/
Know what I mean? dress so clean, gold chain, retro jays, waxed denim for my jeans/
People telling me that flow be so flame and sick punchlines, Mike Tyson fighting cocaine!/
And the flu, now your girl's a fan of who? oops my bad but being a rad rapper is what I do/
What it do? tryna stack bills like a Huxtable, and juxtapose everything that you're accustomed to/
Yeah go get a dictionary, cause the vocabulary's kinda like October scary/
Born in February but sharp as a Sagittarius, banging in your barriers, barely using an alias/
Bruh, grab your whole team if you want a fair fight, or step to me alone if you dare try cause the-/
'burb kid with the really nice hair might do to your career what Miley did to her hair like-/