Hustla Boss - Painting with words [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

They say I am to a verse what Picasso was to a painting
But I’m just feeling like this game is for the taking
Open your eyes and watch greatness in the making

I’m painting with words but my colors only speak to the wise
My thoughts are so bright; they’re too strong for your eyes
I won’t fit in if you try me; I am way too big for your size

Am hungry for rap, give me everything on the menu
You can put that on my tab, am regular at this venue

I think I broke a couple branches on your knowledge tree
I heard I was the first rapper alive with a master degree

I smoked too many hatters until I got my buzz right
To move up to my level a nigga better be strapped tight

Get it? I am high in every sense of the term
Plus my rhymes are spreading on them bitches like a germ

Sympathy doesn’t live here, honestly, it doesn’t even visit
And ama die fly; I heard them say that the sky is the limit

I hate games see I already got too much wordplay in my lines
My conscience is "buck naked" but I am dressed to the nines
Life is a bitch and mine is the sluttiest chick I have ever met
I did her so bad, I swear them neighbors need a cigarette

I am so cold what did you expect am from the north side
Am rapping about it now my rhymes are going worldwide ...

I’ve never been in love till I heard of this thing called poetry
Rocking it, even them rhymes are in perfect symmetry
Sentences perfectly aligned no wonder I am so proud
Am painting with words I swear them colors are so loud

I don't wanna let my past take too much of the present
Spending time, while we are at it let’s spend it on what’s decent

Living with regrets; that shit is just out of the question
I am digging what I have before it gets worse than just an option

Am committed to music but I still have feelings for all these women
A few tried to talk me out of it but I just never listen

I guess proper thoughts clearly aren’t welcome to the nasty me
Spending the night in the studio making love to every melody

Am going hard at them rappers, you’d swear I have a death wish
In this ocean of blood I am spiting venom like a jellyfish

I know I ain’t perfect but am thinking improvement ahead
And if they come with problems, my favorite color is red

Yeaaaah

Am just feeling like this is the realest shit I ever wrote you feel me?
Am feeling like I had to tell them that music is art, rap is art
No matter what they say keep doing what you love
Keep doing your thing cuz opinions are not a measure of your worth you feel me?