CRYM - Watchers [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: CRYM]

I never met no one as stupid as a fucking YouTube comment
Half homophobia and half complete nonsense
But some of these dudes think it's they number one option
To share they shallow and pedantic views, what a cool concept
Watching, watching, opinions in they pockets
Offer criticism unconstructive with no knowledge
Mocking, mocking, but they ain't really got it
Like the target of the garbage and the gossip in the garden
You ain't hardened, I seen your bars and they appeared starving
No original rhymes, not even no line markings
How the hell you sposed to blow when all that you contribute
Is a foul attitude and text that wouldn't make a Highlights issue
You write letters to editors with vendettas
You're better than your competitors send em off with a severance
Wait, you're not a boss, you don't possess that authority
Take your pink slips back with you to your sorority
That girl next door to you is far from Shannon Doherty
So bragging bout your side'll make me shake my head morbidly
Worthless, cut your losses, burn up all your verses
Your tape ain't worth a DL, forget about a purchase
You have no idea what the fuck you are talking about
Ever, so never again open your mouth, cunt
You're done, son, how the fuck does it feel?
To be put right in your place by a busta for real
You stay clutching the wheel, but your tank's always empty
No good samaritans, the game is unfriendly
And we will not be lending you gas nor shelter
Beef like a Belcher, unsquashed, unhealthy