Gringo the MC - What's Happening [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)
I just know life is a struggle no matter which side you're reppin'
They say more money more problems but shit I'm broke and still stressin'
Some people turn to the kitchen, some people turn to the weapon
Me I just, turn to my fam and thank the world for my blessings
And if the industry hate me well then fuck 'em I'm indie
I'm just tryna sell a story and put one in the chimney
If they, hate it they hate it, I don't let it offend me
Because I already made it, ask the kids in my city

(Hook)
Boy I come back up, then I come back down
You just a back up, that's in the background
Tell 'em I come back up, just to come back down
You just a back up, that's in the background

(Verse 2)
Find me destroying my body tryna get lost in the moment
And when it kill me it kill me but at least we won't be lonely
They say these cigs gon' bring cancer, I've always liked a lil' challenge
They tell me stopping's the answer but life's a delicate balance
And so is death, so tell me how I cope with the stress
Cause my whole life underwater but I'm done holding my breath
All I hear is these groupies saying they know I'm the best
But I'm afraid that all that praise gon' put a whole in my chest
(Look,)

(Pre-Chorus)
I don't think I ask for too much
When every word I've said has been true
Everybody talking too much
I still don't know a think about you

(Hook)

I drank up when my bank up and then go shopping for fake love
She caked up as her make up but I'll make hate 'fore I make love
To be straight up, my whole life is just made up
So I die slow cause my mind broke and I can't find me a paintbrush
Cause blank pages can't make statements so these brainwaves just stay stationed
Then, I can't make payments, I get stressed and I get anxious
I get scared and I get stupid, I live fast like I'm fate chasing
While rich kids in their skyscrapers doing cocaine, playing playstation
(Fuck 'em,)
I'm draped up and I'm sauced out
It's been a minute since Martha Street but that don't mean that she's crossed out
I make shots and then take shots and then call shots I'm a boss now
Got kicked out when I was 15 but I'm the new king of these bars now
Thought a lot about suicide but then who am I to the future eyes
Cause even if it's a hopeless hustle I owe the struggle to human kind
Do the math and I'll do the time like Ruben Carter in '69
I'll sell my soul and I'll lose my mind just so the youth don't get euthanized