Ill Thoughtz - The Message [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse:
I jus killed The Game/
My Condolences to it/
Underrated but a nigga fin to over do it/
That purple think let my pour a lil soda to it/
All about this money/
You should let a nigga show u to it/
Please I tell a bitch please/
I like Girl Who like Girls and I fuck em/
By the 3's/
Allergic to the bull so I think I mite Sneeze/
For the bread I go ham and go heavy on the cheese/
A nigga swerved out gettin fresh like its the prom/
And I be the one to conquer wor to my daughter mom/
215 affiliated shout go out to dj dram/
Gett my city on my back and this game is in my palm/
Stuntins all a nigga knows Gucci guilty is the scent/
Polo draped all on my clothes/
Labels fin to scout a nigga/
Guess im headed to the pros/
And these niggas act like bitches but its money over those/
My homies trill its a g thing/
You niggas bitches all you missing is a G string/
I get it cuz/
And u got a tiny buzz/
But you niggas ass and you bout as lethal as a bee sting/
Elite team fuck yall and I said it/
TNC running thing jus in case you didn't get it/
See we all about this lettuce/
Catch us playin wit the steel something like Jerome Bettis/
Boi/ see im back up on my shit/
White diamonds in the bezzle/
Sipin henny by the 5th/
See these bitches smile at me/
Baby mother fin to trip/
Middle finger in her face/
Got these haters on my dick/
Same shit but we dont ever stress it/
And half you bitches shady but you never will confess it/
Double cup of lean like a nigga reppin Texas/
Said I came for the throne hope you niggas get the message/