Junior Astronaut - Deepy Chopes [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I'm 18 spittin on this open mic
Hock a loogie right
I'm straight spittin up
Like a lil tike on the stork flight
I rap over these beats because it's savory on the pallet
Both ways making rhymes atop this purple salad, I mean
I just wanna show em what I can do
But they think is too looney to make it on them tunes
First they be telling me I'm Shit
Pretty soon they'll be puttin a "the" in the middle of it
Yea I know I'm the shit

Toilet flushing, these girls blushing
These kids be fussing, but not me right?
The confrontation be datin but I broke up the fight what
Running these streets like I'm training de the race
I think you've cancer cause your hands bigger than your face
Oh wait it's a broken nose
From this... Broken flow
I own this show
With a haphazard flow
A female deer, oh dear, a doe!
20 beers on a boat then you drowning though
Sun exclamation
Apollo oh no!
My curriculars co
Basses be low
Basement low
Man fuck this random flow, let's go!

Sometimes man you just gotta go hard as mom to get wiped clean from that callow shit man
So maybe if I just yell really loud people will think I'm a bad ass let's try it

I'm dyslexic, have OCD and I like fish bitch
So if you're sexist and confused then make me a mother fuckin sandwich
You best know I'm rollin in dough and
Shoot I'm risin up the ladder to fix the second floor yo
Where I saw a cellabit homeless man who had no fucks to give
Being married to a hermaphradite who had two fucks to give
Then they had a kid
The poor sap was more shit out luck than leprechauns crap
I worked for a poor shelters lemonade stand
I worked til those quarters added up to 100 grand
I poured for the poor until i couldn't pour no more
So the poor had to pour for the poor until the poor couldn't pour no more
Phat ph at sub 7 and droppin
Like I'm dropping acid, hydrochloric, HCl'n these suckers lollipoppin
H e, he is number 2, m m me let me give you a clue
I've got that hydrogen flow sickest boy with the flu, achoo

Looking at my self in the mirror
Reflecting on what's made me look like myself, is it a blur or
A handful of painful moments
My heart glued to my ribs so swollen
Feelin aged like im that old man
Where do I even begin the list, colon

Comedy and tragedy
My closest friends since beginning have acted with me, the glass half empty
Now it's full aplenty, now the cold water sat there still so gently
Cause when I'm facing my fears my spear be shaking
The innuendo and the truth thats what my friends be sayin
That's what my raps be sayin
That what my thoughts be screaming
Now talk with me until your lungs are dry
Let the music engulf, until that flickering flame dies
Let the music engulf, until that flickering flame dies
Let the music engulf, until that flickering flame dies
Keeping track of the flame fizzlin the frayed string sizzlin
Til it burns to the end then

Then boom your muthafucka brain explodes
And your seein colors you've never seen before
Perceiving 42 with a whole new view
Unaskew with, nothing to prove, sayin what is life I have no clue
Life is just a joke a very funny one cause your born then you die and that's the punchline son

["Deepak Chopra" on You Made it Weird with Pete Holmes]