Hemingway - Heroes [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Late night, and I'm feeling faded
Feeling jaded, escalating while I catch a cadence
An entertainer entertaining for no extra paychecks
Inspect the matrix that we living in, dividends control our different natures
People wasting in complexity
I'm meant to be the one you mentioning, you mentioned me?
No entity in my pension, I'm in these sentences like penitentiaries
My pencil centers me, the centerpiece of my serenity
Essentially I set the mental free
My mental meant to be manifesting amenities by any means
I move through many scenes with the energy
My recipe is heavenly, resetting retinal resolutions to rest in peace
No empathy for my enemies, I'm setting the bar high
Im wrecking it all time
I reckon it's all mine, shit
I'm sick of the phony sound-waves
It seems like everything now days

Is all nines and knives
Blunt smoke and clothes
Big booty bitches, gold chains and kilos
Seems these days everybody wants to be a hero

(Guitar Solo, Matt Derosier)