Indie Thot - Smiling Faces [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Indie Thot]

Shout out to Psylo

You know what I'm not even gonna say anything
Imma just go

[Verse 1]

I begin by
Penning and pushing all the ink across the paper
Dripping and filling the empty lines depicting my life because
Am I saint or am I sinister sir?
Well it depends on the perspective how the image is turned
But my vision is blurred so I'm a drunken driver
I'm headed down the path of destruction hitting every driver
Fuck a right of way zoom
Fly away straight to the moon
Whistling a melody while singing my tune
Hotter than June I'm such a smooth mastermind and criminal soon
To take over the globe and make ruin so mothafuckas make, room
Please step out of my thank you now take 2
Stay flaky conform to the way the waves move
But I'm swimming against the tide if I play my cards right
I'll make it to that island like Can-cun
So keep chasing the fame and glory
See where it'll take you
Don't let the money, make you
I see so many fakes up in the mix
I wanna take their silohuette
And just break it with my fist
They say that life is just a bitch
Well imma make her take the dick
Until she screams, until she squeals
Until she has to take a...breath
(Til she)
I take mine and then grab her by the hips
Put a hickey on her neck and then continue to caress
Her hair is the forest
Eyes are pearls lost in the bottom of the ocean
Ass is a tidal wave I'm coastin'
Skin is the sand that I dip my toes in
Give Eskimo kisses whenever we rub our noses together
But her emotions change like the weather
Last week it was Africa now in Russia rockin' sweaters
For our wedding I was throwing up diamonds like Rocafella
Then recited my vows freestyled an accapella
I guess this is just an over extended metaphor
For how I'm feeling right now I could really use some support
I'm a smooth talking, moon walking, sun runner
Sun up to sun down
I'm the only star shining now
Got that star power sniffing star powder off a Pixie's ass
Got dollar bills rolled up in my nostrils
Running out of gas less than a minute left in my hour glass
Spitting might blow the reactors up at the power plant
I sit under a golden shower and
Wash behind my hears all this bullshit that I hear
From my peers getting near so
Keep a clear distance if you fear
These niggas trying to catch up but I see them in my rear view mirror
Adjust the frame and wipe away the smears
Same way that your mother might wipe away your tears
My tears are like tidal waves emotions so shallow
Taking no prisoners we taking them to the gallows
For Halloween next year you should be Sleepy Hallow!
Tellin' ghost stories while we roasting marshmallows
So tell the devil "Hello" when you back to where you came from
Indian tribal gang all bangin the same drum, I'm
Penning and pushing all the ink across the paper
Dripping and filling the empty lines depicting my life
It's like

[Outro]

Yea
This beat is too fucking hard
Live and let live...
Shit...
Smiling faces...