Jay Spade - Beware Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Ayo who want what?! Hit'em up, put'em in the trunk
Never trust a soul on the globe your own friends'll stick you up
Untouchable like Chuck Norris
Bombing ya squadron
Gave you fair warning
Now be prepared for the torment
I'm torturing fake, wack rappers that I hate
Smack'em into space, crack a Grey Goose
Shank'em in the face, let'em get a taste
It's the lyrical punisher
Sent here to punish ya
Run up in the cyph then I'm snuffin' ya
Jay Spade, the one & only son of Evelyn
Malevolent kid, since 11 I been devilish
Forget an exorcist, I'm possessed with the spirit of legends
I could manifest Big when I'm spittin'
Which Big?
Whichever one
L, Pun or Notorious
A warrior, every war that I had was victorious
Running the game
Trust it ain't nothing, I'm sonnin' you lames
Better believe we ain't one in the same
None of ya niggas is fuckin' with Spade
Relentless but reckless
A highly intelligent specimen
My hobby's getting dead fucking presidents to represent me
Got no time for irrelevant niggas
That's full envy
I dare you to disrespect me
Who want to step to this
Bar for Bar, you'll call it quits
Picture you taking my title
That's suicidal, jump off a cliff
If you got sick raps, I spits the remedy
Give enemies a history lesson
Dead'em like Kennedy, blaow