Frank, An Average Rapper - 90 Days [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Prod. by F.A.A.R]

[Verse 1: Frank, An Average Rapper]
We are the boys of the summer/
We are the ones on the come up/
We are the ones the girls call up/
We are the ones you don't one up/
We are the ones who gon leave and they start counting down the days and/
When we come back they know the name, and songs are still in rotation/
Little or no persuasion, hang with Asians and Caucasian/
A day spent cruising with windows down will never be a day wasted/
Problem is with these novices/
This is the dream, boy you gotta live/
Pour me another drink/
Eat at in and outs till I'm Out of ins/
You've worked the 9-5 since '93/
Don't be hating who Imma be/
Talking sparks, where your lighter be?/
Just asking if you'd ride with me, I don't care who you are trying to be/
Cause until the end of summer, girl we know your major is just a minor thing/

[Chorus: Frank, An Average Rapper]
90 days/
90 days to decide who you love/
And I think all of this summer sun/
Is getting to my head, oh/
90 days/
90 ways it all falls apart/
Or maybe this is just happens to be the start/
So why not say hello?/
Oh oh oh oh oh/

[Verse 2: rKeats]
I wake up to his dreams, I’ve already forgotten mine/
He tells me about his sold shows to neon lights/
And backyard views of the Hollywood sign/
And how we’re going to live the good life/
I can’t make you mine, I can’t make you mine/
You said, you said just give it more time/
But every sunsets another chance to decide/
If I’m a part of the dream, or just along for the ride/
I’ve lost gardens, gardens just asking if you love me/
You don’t answer, answer and simply to say to trust me/
But deep down I know there are many things above me
But maybe I’ll get lucky, maybe I’ll get lucky/

Chorus

[Verse 3: Frank, An Average Rapper]
We are the boys of the summer/
We are the ones on the come up/
We are the ones the girls call up/
We are the ones you don't one up/
We are the ones who gon leave and say we'll be back one day/
But we trying to get out this city and all our tickets are one ways/
Just taking a break, we just taking a breather/
From teachers, preachers, meetings and standard operating procedures/
Parking meters and leaders and these people trying to see us/
And if I may say, you look wonderful this evening/
But we got a summer to waste
And tomorrow's a ways away/
We just trying to get away, but just for 90 days/
Maybe, maybe Sam I'll make you stay/
Tomorrow's a ways away/
Tomorrow a ways away/