Keys - Hello Good Morning (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Keys talking)
In about 4 seconds a beast will begin to eat
4-3-2-1

[Verse 1: Keys]
Now ain't nobody fucking with me my bars are cock blockers
Never say hello to them just blocka blocka
Now if a bitch feel slick enough to pop I'll pop her
See I'm playing bitches out call 'em Silk The Shocker
I used to be a stick up kid and make him drop his dough
Put some crack in his blunt call it rock 'n roll
Aww shit now he bugging just cause he thought he was thuggin'
Got a sniper in the backseat he thought she was my cousin
Nothing but alot of daps and hugs in my hood
Keys you go hard and love in my hood
A bunch of grit face goons and thugs in my hood
Slime bags and Crips and Bloods in my hood
Fuck your eyes wide for? I thought I told you bitches
Come through saluting with some soldier bitches
High roller bitches white Rover bitches
Mentally unstable bipolar bitches
I'm with wackos that slap hoes they call me the capo
Rap hoes begat those your head where ya back goes
Bitches see me coming they go long like Flacco
Yes I am the general I stay in attack mode
See these pups bite smaller than their bark and we see straight through 'em like a damn deer park
You gon' make me spend my life down in central booking
Bitch ya stay in temporary like a rental booking
You know they talk real tough but they shaking on the low though
Keys why you go there? That's a god damn lowblow
No good no yes I will admit it
But aim low , no I'm aiming for their fitted
I went from a little Swiss army to a big dumb Tommy
Unmedicated how the fuck you gone calm me
Was talking so hard now they crying "unarm me"
Was talking so tough now the jollier than Barney
I am the swag switcher yup the mask ripper
Leave hoes exposed at shows like bad strippers
Now yall bitches obsessed honestly that pass hating
I'm the only bitch you know can gather millions from a gas station
You know I serve bitches Keys and I never sugar coat 'em
I'm the next big shit like I'm sitting in ya colon
I don't stress 'em I let 'em get hard like crack rocks
Then pop up on their ass like a Facebook chatbox
I drive bitches to the point that they in the crazy chair
And we lay their ass down so we call 'em baby hair
And they say they wanna meet me I ain't scared just tell me where
But then they never come around like a muhfuckin' square
It's like everywhere I go they say ain't you the one
That go off like a gun and smack bitches for fun?
Yeah, I'm Jordan on these bitches and I'm still in mid-air
A subliminal? Bitch that was your salute right there