Fresh Air - FF-Fresh [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I feel like I'm
Trapped in the Capital wasteland
Fresh out the vault with a mic in my waistband
Fightin eight bandits wrapped in ace bandages
Who wait, bearin bags bigger then Santa is
Sorry mate, gotta dash quick
Kid about to start a stampede like Vash did
So wit my Tri force and my Tri gun, I run
No need to die when the story just begun
That was the prequel, now on to the main event
Fresh to my left with a 40 no lent
Reality to my right revvin up for the fight
This gonna be a good night
Pardon my insanity bout to reach an epiphany
Dodgin shots from Yosemite more like he keep on missin me
Still count it as a victory, to raise my vanity
Welcome to my, Final Fantasy

[Hook]
I'm lost in this world of weed money and girls
Thieves honeys and Gs who be huntin for pearls
Leave me in dust so much I don't trust
So I'm stuck
And lost, lost in this world of drug money
And honeys who play trick like bugs bunny
So what's funny, this kid stuck on this planet see
So this my final fantasy

[Verse 2]
I feel like I'm
Trapped in a Deadman's Wonderland
With the Son of Sam throwin bands hunnid grands
And rob van dam is throwin hands poppin bands
Rockin brands Stunnaman manufactured for his fam
Damn, livin life to the maximum
For diamonds and pearls like Pokemon Platinum
With the swag Ash Catch wit a snap back
That the mad hat would try snatch back
And I'm takin shots to head like courier seven
Sippin til I'm slippin in a coma visitin heaven
Kissin on these vixens with lips like Jynx
And mix light pink into my diet til I spin like Link
And chicks like Sphinx, goddess who got on they knees
The hottest acknowledge for college
Plus a scholarship if she spreads like hollow tips
Man I'm losin it
My mind sick influenza is the influence
I'm losin it
Got myself askin, who is this