G0LDEN G - Fame Monster [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: ModernWarNegro]
Most young black men ain't got no father
So they throw a fit, I had one
And to my face he told me I ain’t shit
This when he is young, you not a fucking fifth
Barely started my life but my veins already been chill
Lil sis ask mom bout when big bro and her niece
She 3 we never met feel like a spot in hell just for me
But this fame shit ecstasy, this tunnel vision by all means
I just pray that my army don't make me lose touch but all beings
Tryna be a one percenter till had to make a motherfucker had to lose his touch
So focused on touching paper forget to touch the people you love
Ain't no double a rehab a nigga team pass for this drug
Ain't no backup your backup come living in the back of a pickup truck
What else come with this shit for everyone
Social media got every man women and child thinking they tough, and it's foul
So don't worry about my whereabouts and what I'm worried about
Matter of fact why yo ass up out my house nigga

[Hook: G0LDEN G and ModernWarNegro]
Lot of sacrifices when you wanna be home
That's why we go hard, every single song could never do wrong
No excuses play the cards like a project
But play your newest friends dealing with this Fame Monster

[Verse 2: G0LDEN G]
I often wonder if the big shot life is right for me, I know alotta
Famous artists would say write for me
Sometimes I wonder if there is a mrs right for me Or just a bunch bitches on theres tinders
Swiping right for me
I’m young poppin, Young non stoppin, Young Mozel Tov, But I’m not Aubrey, Young killem off and then ice a body like Sidney Crosby, No pity probably, Young name’s hotter , Fame Monster, ( Tryna stay modest as the dames Holler,) Young game scholar, study this shit like I ain't got it, when my ink on it, view count sky Rockets, like James Harden, Still mobbin with Mansell and James often, ain't changed momma got the same problems, But this rap shit my outlet and fames callin, one day your whole view point will change promise
My aims flawless I’m Hawk eye
So Hawk eye now the hot guy
To the popular bitches who walked by, This is not High, The feelin I get when I’m on mics, that I got life, and them jock guys, supping pop eyes, now popeyes when I drop rhymes
(Ahhh)
Friends made, and friends fade like good jumpshots, jus showin ya’ll I’m the same
Before this fame shit has done lots
I’m done talkin..

[Hook x2]