Ejac - Ain't Worried Remix [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Right now, right now, right now
Please welcome... Ejaaaaac

[Verse 1]
How you doin? Nice to meet the beat
Had to run the track I got Nikes on my feet
No Mac Miller, my rap iller
I'm most dope and I smoke that killer
Pack it in the bowl or roll it in the blunt
Pepe le Pew, I'm smokin' on skunk
Pretty little flower got the power like Hulk
I'm a teen but I'm pro though, go for the dunk
Lame niggas layup, need to lay off
I'mma beat em like police or the Heat in the playoffs
Put your hood on, for Trayvon
I'm spittin' fire and I flow like napalm
Just gettin' hotter I ensure it, State Farm
Bring more fire than a turret, just stay calm
If you sleep, wake up, it's my dream
Like Simba one day I'll be king
I can't sing, but Hakuna Matata
Got brain get brain, medulla oblongata
The man with a plan, I am Obama
Can't do it without my fans, Katana
Tight(tied) like shoe strings, kick it like Liu Kang
Found me like Osama and I blew up Hussein
So propane, so profane
Headed straight for the top so Rogaine
You need to find your Nirvana, no Cobain
You Batman, but I'm so Bane
Beat you purple til you plummet no Soul Plane
I'm white and spit crack, I'm cocaine
I'm dope mane, with no vein
Fresh like the prince with no fame, but oh wait...
I will admit it, the attention got me itchin' for more
Riches and with this sentence I make sense(cents), but I'm piss po'
Ever since I got witnessed I'm relentless on gettin' gold
To glisten, glow, and gloat for listeners is my goal

I ain't done, I ain't done

[Hook]
I ain't worried bout nothin, nope
I ain't worried, I ain't worried
I ain't worried bout nothin, uh uh
I ain't worried bout nothin, nope
I ain't worried bout nothin, uh uh
I ain't worried, I ain't worried
No I ain't worried bout nothin

Ejac
I ain't done, I ain't done
Let it ride

[Verse 2]
I ain't worried bout nothin
Dig it like shovels or just shove it
Closest to sick you could get is robitussin
Just save your words, put your tongue on a budget
Cause, I ain't worried bout nothin
Even at the edge of a cliff, no bluffin'
Bitch if you said I'm a dick go suck it
Volunteer givin' head, no Pat Summit
I'm at the peak you weak in the stomach
Haters that speak, better shut it for I fuck it
Made it to the net, you can call me Sam Pucket
Plan to hang around, Tim Duncan slam dunkin
Ugh, had to kick the do down, cause I'm profound
And I'm pro now, I'mma go round
Raidin' like Raiden and reppin' my hometown
Got Florida on my hat, no Kung Lao
I'm stunned how, is Zimmerman innocent
When he reminisces all his gun sounds
Well, what goes 'round comes 'round
Rest in peace to Trayvon, I'm done now