Jai Blizz - Dear Hood [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Jai Blizz
"Dear Hood"

{Verse 1}
Bullets fly everyday, it's nothing conspicuous/
But it's vicious when loved one's get popped on Christmas/
No descriptions, you wouldn't know how to react/
And living on Broadway, you don't know when they'll come back/
Not only that, dumb cats strive for pettiness/
Jealousy attracts to who's bank's the heaviest/
I can see how mom's felt when she chose to move/
Plain tired of the bullshit and so confused/
Then i'm noticing mom's barely ever at home/
So I'm wit Denise's family more than my own/
And rest in peace Robert, it's a shame that you're gone'/
The father I never had, If I needed, you had it/
Got on me about school and how I needed my ass kicked/
Put my report card on top of your casket/
Can't forget about Magic, heard what happened and cried for him/
Used to be like "that's my lil' nigga, i'll die for him"/

{Chorus}
Dear Hood, I miss you but I can't go back
But i'll still be around, you gotta respect that
Dear Hood, we shared good times and hard/
And even though i'm gone, know you're still in my heart
X2

{Verse 2}
I was one of the less fortunate growing up/
Getting teased cause I ain't have the Nike's or Chucks/
Watchin' the other shorty's chase the ice cream trucks/
No older siblings so I was always getting beat up/
When I was hungry there wasn't much that we could eat up/
Turn on the kitchen light you see cockroach legs/
Scared to eat the noodles cause of cockroach eggs/
All my pants just long enough to cover my legs/
Livin' wit 9 heads, just a couple of beds/
The kid in the school that you'd tease alot/
Jean shorts in December so I freeze alot/
The worse haircut and the littlest kid/
And everytime I got a Sega fiends broke in the crib/
Maybe girls didn't like I had no game/
Maybe bullies didn't like I had the brains/
Whoever came to the crib I would ask for change/
And I bet noone thought that my ass would change/

{Chorus}
Dear Hood, I miss you but I can't go back
But i'll still be around, you gotta respect that
Dear Hood, we shared good times and hard/
And even though i'm gone, know you're still in my heart
X2

{Verse 3}
So hungry that my ribs and back touch/
And the cold got my lips bout to crack up/
I wish I could back up and change this life/
A trust fund and a home woulda made this right/
Probably not, watchin' mufuckas chase the pipe/
And at night crackfiends come and take my bike/
So in elementary the 1st B to the face/
Then I started getting high like Ko-be from the base/
Using old milk crates for our B Ball hoops/
Getting clowned cause I was wearing Bugle Boy's wit boots/
No luxury or loot, just a couple of dreams/
Where to start? 5 shirts and a couple of jeans/
Me and my guys on a scheme cause that's all we knew/
So stealin' or startin' fights'll be all we do/
But ain't no reason to rue, it made who I am/
I never sweated from my struggles, not a half of a gland

(Dear Hood)