Gil Wrayson - Cutthroat Island [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
You want more? No? Well, okay!
(I hit em high, hit em high, hit em high
And you hit em low, hit em low, hit em low)

[Verse 1]
You really shouldn't doubt me, cause without me
You'd be bored on the Rap Genius message boards
Nothing to say, talking to cardboard
But anyway, hi, I'm Gil Wrayson, and I'm pacing
Now my heart is racing, if you fuck with me, the police will be tracing
And I turn bad like Dracula, blad!
And I fully support GLAAD
But I say slurs and you become a hanging Chad
Well, time for cursing; fuck, shit, Barbara Streisand
I'm Anakin Skywalker and you're all just grains of sand
Snorting paste and making fun of me for not having a fanbase
Well, you have zero fans, but I'm not on your case, fuckface
Bonus track due to a lack of witty comebacks
You want your money back, huh! I'll give you back fucking jack
Like I'm WorldStarHipHop
Sucks like Kidz Bop
Sucks at the top
Fucking of pop
Cause I'm the one who's truly dangerous and invincible
And yet I'm very scared of my vice principal

[Hook]
This is cutthroat island
My island in the sun
So sit back and relax and we'll have some fun
This is cutthroat island
My island in the sun
So sit back and relax and we'll have some fun
If I hit em high, hit em high, hit em high
And you hit em low, hit em low, hit em low
If I hit em high, hit em high, hit em high
And you hit em low, hit em low, hit em low

[Verse 2]
I'm gonna criticize big stars as a stunt
And I think I'll start by saying Iggy Azalea's a (vagina)
You're ignorant and others rappers stop and store
But your consumers don't care; they wanna see you bare your butt
Makes me scared
Jason Derulo can choke on pubic hairs
And I'll break Maroon One's fucking neck with a chair
If I were abusive, T. Swift would get a sick beating
Can you just go back to shit about hearts cheating?
And Meghan Trainor's a goddamn skinny-shaming lesbophobe
Who says you can be fat as long as guys wanna anal probe
Of course you're not a feminist, you depend on guys
And the feels of teenage girls who are straight and not immune to lies
Dear future life partners are being alienated
Why is this not debated? Why the fuck is she not hated?
You fuckers masturbated to Ariana Grande?
I'll call Chris Hansen, he'll hit you with the bang bang

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Every girl I've ever loved is like me; they love pussy
Jungle's so bushy, seize her like Stanley Tucci
Real talk, I'm all talk, I'm just a fucking loser
Sitting at my computer all day, and at night, I'm a snoozer
Rich kid asshole, acting like a villain
Saying that I'm better just to have decent feelings
My mom just retired, and my dad was a mayor
I joined a youth group, though I oppose public school prayer
I'm a fucking troll, pay the toll
But you spent it on smoking bowls
I fill my role to compensate for a four-and-a-half-inch roll
And Miss Kelly's chill; hell, I downloaded "Trouble"
I treat my angst with one Zoloft a day, though I should pop double
I got a fag expelled for calling me a ponyfag
Even though I am, there, fucking cat's out of the bag
I'm a clean-cut, hipster trash, cynical little shit
Fuck trying to rhyme anymore, Imma Jimmy Gator this shit

[Outro]
(gunshot)
(Jim Kurring: Whoa! What the hell is this, Marcy?)
(Marcy: That ain't mine!)