Frank Leone - It's Love [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Hopped out the leaves, believe it or meet death, my reflection
From the stove top, flyer than the Jetsons
Met on West End, left with her best friend
No flex, indefinite depth of your recession
Es mi, Ma, drop face to the pavement
Flow out the dome, fragrant shit, flagrant
Elated with the lake, no debate, babe
Bacon on the table you ladle of latent face, a disgrace
Outta place...Outer Space
Got the spice, but, check the Pace
Chilling in the Cell, climb tree, get raised
You a dime and a piece of divine, God praised
And Chi-Town locked down up top-less
Women, vice-gripping, light ignited when it pop
Bluff luck, fucking up the republic
Flyer than a kite, getting higher than Sputnik, it's Love

[Hook]
Oh, It's Love, love. x 2

[Verse 2]
Let's chop it up like a hatchet
Girl it's all love, but I only hear claps, don't catch it
Back of the bag with the rad cabbage, a patch
Made a Mad Hatter attack all the cat cackling back, fact
On your back, looking up and at the clouds
Hoping that I never meet a frown looking down
Let's hella kick it at lakes, top of the docks
Drinking soda pop, fumble with your locks and your gown
But I'm outta town...and I've been thinking
We're elated with the deep, but life started sinking
I know nothing and neither do y'all
When we're stumbling for fun or nothing at all
What's the perks of a wall flower, balling at all hours
It's Senior Year girl...let's take a shower
And hit the crowd with the bass...
Drop the stage when I swap the rage, it's Love

[Hook] x 2