CASUALSEXCLUB - Brain Chemistry [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I got a plan tonight
It's marked just like a holiday
But if you're real with me
You might just convince me to stay

You know my time is money
No such thing as overpaid
And when my time is up
We'll get turnt up
And fade away

Things that I say can be misconstrued
In reference to you
I get the feeling
That my words are barely getting through

I'm reaching out and hoping
You will throw me some type of clue
I got a weight around my neck
Turning 50 shades of blue

We came to Earth
Spawned from love and chemicals
Heavily spiritual
And ultra habitual

God please
I need to rest my brain's chemistry
God bless
You're not as bad as people who believe in you can be

Weed so fresh
Smoke it for it leave the ground
Popping on them pills
And we ... them by the pound
Triple vacuum-sealed
Cuz we not fucking with no hounds
Zounds!
No one on this earth
Is fucking with our sounds now

Just think a bit
Then you get the hang of it
There's no point to anything
There's no point to any of this

A bunch of organisms
Trying to get rich
Fungus on this wet rock
We're just making the best of it all
Won't be long until we fall

Into the center of the galaxy
Never ending gravity
Overcome reality
It's too late to fix
And when you realize that your life
Has been nothing but a bitch
They'll roll you out and dump you off
Right beside the fucking ditch

I got a feeling
That this feel is never going away
I know the reason
You believing every word that they say

And by the time you get this message
My mind's already blank
They'll only find me
Cuz my neighbors complain about the stank

They'll scoop me up and clean me up
Parade my body round these streets
They'll celebrate my life
And wonder why they can't fuck with these beats

I got a million ways to get it
And I've utilized none
Somebody tell these motherfuckers
That their boy is on one

Lipstick on my dick
From some MILFy bitch
Filthy rich
Cuz I'm dirty-minded and intelligent

All of your life
You have been waiting on the one
This temporary life
Is way too short to not have fun

And if I ever catch with you
With another man he better run
I will not hesitate to enact
My right to own a gun
Until it's not a right
When the gov fears being overrun

Somebody tell these mother fuckers
That their boy is on one

This is all just a dream
And we're about to wake up
And I'm dancing round this city
Like I don’t give a fuck

Got the hottest backseat drivers
All with tabs under their tongues
And when their eyes roll back
Then you know they down to ...

I can see you where you're coming from
Time to pack it up and run
If life was fair then it wouldn't be fun
Dancing on a rock on our way to the sun