Cambatta - Sounds of the Cosmos ( The Porch ) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Monumentas occassion
Congregate on the porch the conversations engaging
Pot is blazing I'm waiting
Direct deposit at midnight
I'm got them hating
They ain't fucking with me I'm like ovulation
Contemplating on this Dali painting
My persistent memory is telling me that time is wasting
I only fuck with shrooms on occasion
And when I do I make observations
Connecting with the constellations
And now I have a different outlook on that plot in matrix
Eating fried chicken oracle
You would think cuz she was black that it was good .... it's horrible
Words of a wise man
Wings of a bird when I'm heard I do not land
What your hearing in your headset is not cam
It's a musical expression of who I am
Thats a scientific Explanation
Prophecizing Like a Mayan with a education
I drop rhyme and deep inside you feel in-trepidation
Cuz im tighter Vagina of a the freshest asain
Multi syllabical acrobactical
Rapping in algorhytms capatible to what apple do
Shaq Fu slap you til black and blue
That dudes bad new to these rapping crews
Im was Cultured in petree dish
I can't live im to focus We exist
I don't hate humans it's just Most of em are Devious
I feel a war coming I'm soldier I will bleed this
Im pleading the first listen and Plead the 5th
Columbian devils breath Breathe and sniff
My thinking shifts as the seasons switch
Aye royce Tell rhianna im a sink her ship !