Denzel The Sage - The Call (Interlude) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1: Denzel The Sage)
Lord I know you hear me talking to you but you ain't answering
Well maybe I'm impatient. The devil think he Patrick Shwayze tryna dance with my greatness
And try not to phase all his ways but sometimes I gotta inhale just to feel all the ventilation
And it's like no matter what I'm facing
Serpents lurking in the garden
It's gets harder to resist the temptation
Well fuck what I’m facing
I'm at the pulpit
Yelling don't shoot
From my full lips!
Every time he sees a cop, this nigga sweating bullets
Maybe cause he keeps a gram and a spliff in his jeans, or maybe bloodshed from a whip in his jeans
And it seems
That the blind teaching the blind out here
Sometime they look
Sometimes they open up a book
But still don't know enough
They don't teach us how to survive out here
I've been bottling my problems I can't promise that I won't erupt!
Been alone for so long
I can't make it on my own
So much weight on my shoulders and it's breaking all my bones
Sometimes I drop down to my knees to make a call
Dear god, as you lay me down in these sheets
Trouble on my mind, never mind I can't sleep
Laying with my eyes open, soaking tryna cope with my dreams
And it seems that this rain is my only regime

(Chorus: Denzel The Sage)
Lord you sometimes how this can go
Dealing with them highs, dealing with them lows (feeling all alone while on this road)
Looking out my blinds all I see is the blind
Wrote this in brail so they can feel my mind. (2x)