Emɐnuǝl X - In My Mind [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: ELG]

My ideas is wrapped
Like tortillas/

In Blind
Imagination

Therefore
They can't see us/

Reality is yours
Get upon my brainwave/

Cause the way the systems made
You nothing but a paid slave/

I try to enlighten
My peers/

But catch jeers
Cause we not that far apart in years/
They say/

Why you stay tryna
Drop wisdom?/

It's cause I see fear
And understand you've fallen victim/

I try to help
But end up taking the sword/

Cause attention is a price
That we all can't afford/

Bump me in your four
Door ford and cruise swiftly/

Don Vintage shit
But Ho's just think I'm thrifty/

Size eleven jays
But none of you niggas fit me/

And can't trust shit
Don't know whose out to get me/

I swear it's so hard
To make friends/

Since ten I been
All alone in my own head like/

[Hook: ELG]

My dad said "Son
The key is in your mind/

These niggas easy to spot
But the truth is hard to find/

When bullshits involved
Be deaf mute and blind/

And stay true to yourself
Cause there's few of your kind"/

[Verse 2: ELG]

Walked a block
To cop pop from a corner shop/

Tripped on uneven cement
And all my quarters dropped/

It's so hard when you
Tryna get by/

Cause nobody know
How to let go And let die/

Never got an answer
When I asked "why?"/

Odds stacked against me
But it's in my heart to try/

And it's in her
Heart to cry/

Cause I'm trapped in fantasies
I can't escape in my mind/

(Ugh)

Life can drive
You crazy/

But I rather be understood
Even If it means you hate me/

Whipping a Mercedes
Manufactured In the eighties/

But your lady home alone
Taking care of both your babies/

Stunting don't
Lead to growth/

Double meaning metaphor
Decipher both/

If you don't get it
Don't press rewind/

I'm ahead of my time
Locked in my own mind/

[Hook]

My dad said "Son
The key is in your mind/

These niggas easy to spot
But the truth is hard to find/

When bullshits involved
Be deaf mute and blind/

And stay true to yourself
Cause there's few of your kind"/

You gotta fight for everything you want in this world. So with that
Being said, I....

Stay up every night
Tryna get it right/

So I sit and write
Swear my wrist is getting tight/

But what I spit is getting
Even tighter/

No room for a lover
In a world full of fighters/

In this world full of fire/

No room for a lover
In a world full of fighters/

In this world full of fire.../

It's all in my mind

Never mistake A mans education for his brilliance..