Cassius Tae - Bad Mood [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[SKIT]

[VERSE 1]
In a car full of niggas
Niggas here finna wild out like "Where the hell we finna go nigga?"
Came from a party off the Grove nigga
But a off-duty cop off of the block go word
It was like a Seminole nigga
They was Cheifin' and shit
Blowing on reefer and shit
Then I heard him kick a door nigga
I ain't finna face defeat I ain't pigeon toed nigga
I'm out!
So I turned off the road, off I go
Off I see an officer not off patrol
Off the road lights they flashing so off I go
It was awfully bad
Two kids sparked his ass off the block of the ave
Off the map, had to put him in the sky like a launching pad
Forgive these niggas they don't know what they doing...
Well fuck it me neither
What is life anymore
Niggas got tears on they face but do that mean they try any more?
Do they cry anymore?
Niggas say "free my niggas!" but don't got shit on they books do they ride anymore?
Can't be a product at all, Naw?
I won't be a problem at all
I won't be a problem at all
These niggas got guns all in they trunk
You know Im down to ride with these guns all they trunk!
Then my conscience talking inside inside like
"Damn!? Cassius you forgot about the fam
Forgot about them days you done got up out the jam
Forgot about them niggas that you was looking for them
Niggas when they ran into that nigga he was caught up in a jam"
I know my thoughts is bad
And I 'm talking bad
And I'm bad at talking it through
Acting out while in school
Hanging with the bad crews
Hanging with the bad dudes
Fuck I'm in a bad mood

[HOOK]
No this ain't me
No this ain't me
Cause this ain't me
No this ain't me
No this ain't me
Cause this ain't (4x's)

[VERSE 2]
Enough is enough
Niggas direction is off
Directing it all
Is, the shit that i seen
Can't blame directors at all
And then they get parents involved
Shit that's in store!
Probably could tear up a mall
These niggas not caring at all
At my age they carry a weapon
At all times. My. Mom. Thinks I
Can't run an errand at all
Feeling embarrassed and soft
Like a hammock I can hold up my own
But really pray niggas revolvers is off
I know my thoughts is bad
And I 'm talking bad
And I'm bad at talking it through
Acting out while in school
Hanging with the bad crews
Hanging with the bad dudes
Fuck I'm in a bad mood

[HOOK]