Home Grown Africa - K.S. [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Am from the hood where people never park in thier own yards
And sons sleep in the same room with their mums
No suits and ties
It's crazy out here, mini wage hustling that's the reason why
We get a little money and we spend it all on liquor
And go dirty in sheets, oh God forgive us
We just want the figures
Cause it's a COLD world no wonder we BORN SINNERS and we hate the RICH NIGGAS
The girls we want out here just busy trying to please us
And the girl I need said I need Jesus
But with this life we chose, I doubt we'll ever get close to people like that because of the way they see us
But I don't wanna show a fake character
Am just a rapper trynna make it out in Africa
Man somebody call Mr McDowell (tell 'em) that me and Hayze are packing it and we COMING TO AMERICA
Yeah akeem is here
Hope you rappers keep up like Kim is here
It's a concrete jungle where everybody is prey
All you you gotta do is just pray (Pray Nikka!!!)