Dratchface - Doubt It [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
What's up what's up what's up? Yo
Sup y'all? It's Dratchface mothafucka, 2014

[Verse 1: Dratchface]
Twitch the milk bone across the pearly table, wouldja?
I mighta heard you spittin' Dougie Adams but maybe I misunderstood ya
The pseudoperfect pronic factors abundantly through cyberspace
And gives migraines to the old timers who need their fucking eyes drained
So let’s assign blame, I’m framed like I’m of divine fame
A blind, lame miser nosediving in his biplane
"I say, why not bring it back to an easy rhyme to make?"
‘Cause I got all this time to waste on tryna create a line of fire
So when I annihilate, the sky will break and I will take the game and hold it
"Holy Moses, no one knows he poses no threat?”
Oh shit, I been found out
I’ve got no style and I’ve got no clout
Yo, I’m about to teach you punks a lesson
I’ll pull your fuckin' tongue out and punch your chest in
My style like a mystery, I keep ‘em guessin'
Gun to your head, best get confessin '

[Sampled audio]
"YOUR BLESSENED"

(Hook)
You know, somehow I doubt it