Jarrett Sorko - I'm Awkward [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Yo, spent my dough got stoned ordered bread sticks
Saturday night all alone watching Netflix
Smurfs, got me aroused and
Now my laptop’s open and I’m private browsing
With the volume at a mutter cause I’m living with my mother
I’ve been watching so much porn I’d recognize a fluffer
Not a badass mothafucka, black dudes never call me brother
When I Instagram my food hashtag dollar menu supper
Cause I’m broke bro, got no dough
I’d go down on a dude for milk, no homo
Yeahhh. And when I try to flirt
It’s about as sexy as a fat dude in a skirt
So even when I’m hammered like the enemies of Thor
Talking to me is weird like a dialogue in porn
Cause I lack the for innovation for just simple conversation
And I’ve got a reputation that in every situation

[Chorus]
I’m awkward, I’m awkward
I’ll shake your hand like I’m trying to meet a lobster
Oh, I’m awkward, I’m awkward
When I dance it’s like I’m not the father
I’m awkward, I’m awkward
This isn’t even swagger this is just bad posture
Awkward, I’m awkward
When I try to speech I wrong word

[Verse 2]
It’s that scrawny white dude looking like broke Ellen
With a spikey hairdo that’d make a boy band jealous
See me lacking with appeal like cut up cubes of melon
And when I’m sexting with a chick I’m more focused on the spelling
Yeahh, a proper grammar rapper
Making more girls fake it than an Asian porno actor
So gurl, let me offer an apology
I just learned you could climax when I Googled ‘gynaecology’
I’m awkward after sex like buying Plan B
I’d have to be adopted if I want a Grammy
But I’ve got a dope flow, like puff puff pass bro
Looking like a serial killer, every photo
Same sex game as a Christian rock bassist
That’s why I end up creeping on your photos from vacation
And to make masturbation more realistic
I imagine your face disappointed when I finish

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Walk into the club cop some OJ on the rocks
I’m only popping bottles if they’re Baby Bottle Pops
I can barely even talks when I’m trying to flirt with hoes
Using words that I don’t know just to sound more juxtaposed
Cause it’s hard to keep it street when you cry yourself to sleep
And you’re only scoring baskets if they come with shit to eat
With my feminine physique, just like seven days I’m weak
Got Adele up on my iPod and that shit is on repeat
I mean I even get afraid when I buy weed dude
Usually being a pussy like cheap Chinese food
Cause I got my muscles from my mama
I’d even get my ass kicked if I fought Rihanna
A weird ass guy who let’s his freak flag fly
Even awkward when I rhyme, yo, freak flag fly?
So I’ma end this verse like it’s banter on a date
And start to pander off cause I don’t know what to say

[Pre-Chorus]
So umm… the uhh… the, the weather’s uhh… changing?

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Oh, I’m awkward, I’m awkward
This song doesn’t have an ending
I’m awkward, I’m awkward?