Jeff Turner - Last Match [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wassup? Wassup?! Look at my face. Look at my face! You remember me? You remember me?! Yeah, still laughing, motherfucker?

[Verse]
I ain't never had hella money to spill on a broad
Used to have to split the bill at the bar
Pick up, we would just chill in my car
Bump my music, I would tell her I would really go far
She would laugh and now I'm finna have a mil, I'm a star
Used to be Aladin staring at that palace
Burning with the knowledge that I had the talent just to street rap
But nowadays I'm in it, the lieutenant, potential is infinite
[?] by your looks, but you ain't so smoking now
Rolling by you on the road like look, who's broken down
All my life I've been waiting to harvest
The class clown, secretly the smartest
Nicest and the hardest
Had to be disregarded to understand
Had my feet wet for so long I had to mold a plan
Never knew what it was like to hold a grand
Finally I overstand
The dynasty has rose again, better yet the first time
Yeah, you want it well first time has to pass
Ask yourself, will this lasting last
Will this turn my future to light, and my past to ash
Or whatever it is, I'mma keep this shit together cause you can plan a pretty picnic but you cannot plan the weather
Cause this heart's been pierced with harpoons
I'm barely staying alive, just trying to make my art boom in this dark room
I hold on to my last match waiting for the perfect moment to strike it, and that's that
Well this heart's been pierced with harpoons
Barely staying alive, just trying to make my art boom in this dark room
I hold on to my last match waiting for the perfect moment to strike it, then that's that
That's that, that's that, that's that, that's that
Waiting for the perfect moment to strike it and then that's that, that's that, that's that, that's that, that's that
Waiting for the perfect moment