Just B. Polo - Chant To [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Its me, these people never listen, like a
QB, I’m in the best position, and they
Can’t see, get some better vision, because I’m
Just B. twenty-five letters missing
I’m that mother fucking come up, these critics they can shut up
I make you all my puppets, call me Jeffery Dunham
And this girl is now my ex, if anyone was wondering
Because she got out of line, like a kid who sucks at coloring and
Wait, another thing, kill them all, suffering
I’m so (so so) loaded while these other dudes are buffering
Life is on my desktop, got words? guess not
Pat Benatar, you can hit me with your best shot
All up on her face, I must be some make up
Call it System of the Down, tell these mother fuckers wake up
Because they sleeping on me still, but it’s time to smell the bacon
While these bitches never going ham, Assalamualaikum
And I promise not to Drake them, I will never take care
Rolling with these big wigs, I ain't talking fake hair
Tell them wipe the rude off [Rudolph], never been a reindeer
Swinging like the Pirate shit at mother fucking state fairs
Maybe they can finally see the beast in me, and recently
I’m caking and these people want a piece of me, so feast on me
Looking for the decency, women always faking when they
Tell me that they’re taken, don’t you fucking Liam Neeson me

[Hook]
I chant to these demons, yes I chant to these demons
And My fans could be screaming, but I can’t always see them
Through the fire and the flames, and the choir always sang
You a liar you a lame, because you (Chant Chant Chant Chant)
[X2]

[Verse 2]
Who’s on first? Fuck who’s on second
And you looking at a new breed, like I’m dog testing
And you living on a prayer, so I hope you get your blessing
While I run for John Mayer, and become a John Legend
Working hard as ever while you sit around, kicking rocks
Tell me that I’m melting in your mouth (mouth) dippin’ dots
Used to try to fit in, fucking glad I didn’t because these
People never got me after twelve, chicken pox
Made it out of nowhere, win it like the lottery
Putting words together like I’m using an apostrophe
Drinking is my pick me up when everybody dropping me
And now I kill the pussy like I’m fucking curiosity
Ain't no fucking stopping me, probably because I’m on it
Now your girl on top of me rocking me like an Onyx
And I’m going fast pace, you were playing Sonic
And I’m hooked on hooks, while you hooked on Phonics Mother fucker

[Hook]