Haiku Kush - Yahtzee! [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: Haiku Kush]
Yo, Don't fuck with me
I eat beef up like its potpourri
Where's your bitch oh yeah she all over me
She smoke me out get my pot for free
Then she suck my dick I got off scot free
I'm fresh you just dirty laundry
Don't call me normal cuz I'm sick like palsy
Making moves ballsy
All the way to the top see
Smoke so much hot weed I make the fucking cops seethe
Heathen, up and coming most recent
Changing of the guard, I'm changing the fucking seasons
Ask me why I'm great ill give you ten reasons
I don't back down anger me no appeasing
Your bitch get freaking cuz I like a little teasing
As long as she gets to pleasing
She hot I'm cold as ice freezing
Skeet skeeting on her glasses
I flow like molasses
Sit down for your classes
Get them wet asses bouncing with my tactics
I pick up the slack bitch
With my massive contractions
I go so fast I beat bastards in past tense
Creative building rhymes like contraptions
I'm an irrational rascal
Getting stacks
Rapping synonymous with raping
Wake up and I'm baking
The strongest I'm amazing
Raising stakes On them straight as psych
F's with a capital
Like from all these dancing hoes
Frankie here wondering where the fatties go
Getting head from a nappy ho
Then roll up and get cracking dro
Newsworthy notorious fuck the status quo
Inglorious
Go to the morgue and chug four loko with the four of us
I'm a new brand new while you're just fucking storing dust
You trying so hard when in truth you boring us
I hate hooks and books
Take a long look
To learn skills from straight crooks
Dmot my fucking family
Slaughter a fucking manatee
Chiton dmot mascot
Dress him in an ascot
For max vag block and snort rock
I run shit and run pot
I'm a tyrant, a crackpot
Getting bad bitches on this cock
I got a plot you can't stop
Get rich before I drop with seven unreleased mixtapes on my laptop
Posthumous rumors
About how inhuman my crews been
I love thick girls she can't be too thin
Looking for a nest begin my roostin
If I triumph, it ain't a fluke win
Ill bury you no shovels just brute strength
Haiku for my poetry stuff
Kush for my weed love
Put em together you get too much to call enough
I spit icy fire, burning the air frosty
My rhymes are bossly
I flex like I'm flossing
While these bastards stay salad tossing
Im Caesar my meter is off the charts, yahtzee