Cona - Cona on What? [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Xanie got me feeling smooth, I'm speeding
Locked in my room writing and smoking weed and
Missing out on sleeping, too much on my plate
I'm having trouble eating in my current mental state
At the rate that I'm declining plus the rate that my dealer supplying
Mixed with all the nights I spent alone in my thoughts crying
Leaves me broken and trying to swim out of my drug pool
I'm drowning on the words I couldn't say when I was supposed to
I'm going postal, sometimes it's too much
So I pour it up, sipping while I roll a blunt
I ain't tryin to front, it's Cona on Drugs
Uppers and downers keep my mind in flux
I don't give a fuck what people say about it
Don't know shit about me but gossip about my habits
To think I quit the pills, The fact I quit smoking
To think I almost let 'em get me sober.. fuck that

[Hook]
Faded in the booth
I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love with these drugs
I'm speaking the truth
I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love with these drugs
I wouldn't tell you no lies
I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love with these drugs
Until the day that I die
I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love with these drugs

[Bridge]
The way the marijuana burns.. the taste of coke in the jack
When them xans knock you down.. Amphetamines bring you right back
Hydros and oxys.. the pain never lasts
When your legs go numb.. and your heart's beating fast

[Verse 2]
Hypocrites surround me, all acting so shifty
In a room full of my friends I feel so empty
The drugs tempt me, I can't help myself
My coping mechanism is dangerous to my health
Every feeling I've felt has been resolved in a tall glass
Fuck class, I'm rolling up joints with my hall pass
What hurts most is the distance, not all of them miles
But the distance from their brain all the way to their smiles
These people don't like me, but they pretend they do
To try to get in my business and spread rumors to you
Too many women yelling asking if I'm addicted
Cause they don't know the real me, just believe in some depiction
A work of fiction, they're trying to change me
These fake fucking friends with suggestions making me angry
One in the chamber, mag full of slugs
Heart full of aggression, Cona's back on them drugs

[Hook]