Fletch - Optimistic [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
It's showtime! And guess who's the star? Get ready!

[Verse 1]
What's the phrase that fits my preposition
Rephrase, lemme recheck my recognition
Talkin' about the styles I'm quickly engineerin'
Sickly with lyrics a musical technician
I'm doin' big things like an underage prostitute
PAUSE! A slight followin' with just a flock or two
Youngins online quote my bars on that cockatoo
Females MJ'n talkin' 'bout I wanna rock with you
Howdy boo. She got them D's like bad grades
I tutor you while I am teachin' the rap game
Well I ain't that lame. I'm only provin'
That I can take on a subject of a product of my choosin'
Boostin' up my own ego. Leggo
My eggo I'm eatin this year with my hustle
I'm lethal, the one they only fear in a scuffle
Like a martial artist, flow fist beer when I'm drunken
Stay dunkin'

[Hook]
I'm awesome! I think personally I'm awesome!
You wanna disagree I'm still awesome! You wanna disagree I'm still awesome!
Nigga I'm awesome, nigga I'm awesome!
(My bad I'm just boostin' up my confidence.)
Nigga I'm awesome, nigga I'm awesome!
(My bad I'm just boostin' up my confidence.)
I'm awesome! Nigga I'm awesome!
(My bad I'm just boostin' up my confidence.)
Nigga I'm awesome, nigga I'm awesome! Awesome!
(My bad I'm just boostin' up my confidence.)

[Interlude]
Aye man. Stop playin' with these dudes man, you already know!
You gotta show 'em. You gotta show 'em bruh. This ain't even your full potential
Get these niggas man! Get 'em!

[Verse 2]
Yo! Cuttin' corners clean like barbers
Sonnin' up these daughters, somebody call Maury
I am not the father! Trial in court
Baby moms trying to claim I'm in denial, it works
Just a highway robbery I'm takin' the time
Takin' money that ain't mine like child support
Grimy I'm dirty, compared to minds gutter in the mouth
Yellin' out obscenities, censoring what I mutter off
But not an issue I'm a casual rapper
I just make movies, just an actual actor
Brighten insights it's a possible factor
Let me take 'em back to church 'cuz I'm a pastor's son, asshole
So everybody inhale, I'm speakin' with the fire
Take it for gospel when I am preachin' to the choir
I recycle my words so I keep it in denial
This track's still fresh still, peep it for a while
HAH!

[Hook]