L*A*W - $aturday SCUMWAVE REMIX [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Grayda]
Mushrooms in the lemon juice
I can't control my drug abuse
[?]
Me and death we have a truce
Profuse misuse of medication
All my patient's meditating
Waiting for the day that satan
Rise from hell to come and save me
Kids look at me like I'm crazy
I'm not mad just kinda lazy
Riding but my vision's hazy
Prolly from the backwood blazin'
Change up the flow cause that shit was too slow
Spark up the dro in the back of the sto'
Would'a gone home but the [?]
Weight on [?]
Thoughts in my head that will never be spoken
Words on my tongue, prevented by choking
Broken, but i'm still posted smoking
Like it's a habit i wanna keep holding
Hoe
Like it's a habit I wanna keep holding
Controlled by addiction but I keep on going
AK the set, there is no approaching
Too many emotions you'll find my mouth foaming
Grayda

[Verse 2: Farzad]
Hit me up on a saturday
No- actually on a friday
Got more cool stuff that day
Besides, [?]
Gotta say i go hard with no [?]
That's XC coach, have no pace
Have a problem? I'm not [?] blame
Besides, you're too lame
For my wide-receive goal chains
I'll be going up into fame
Me and slaw make money every day
Sunday Monday
Tuesday Wednesday
Thursday Friday
Saturday everyday
Our songs will make our way
Anyways i'll be chilling with my mains
And shawties that's all I have to say

[Verse 3: Slaw]
Shoulda got paid before you ran your mouth
Talk shit on me get gunned down
Try and snitch homie's bitch gone now
We lighting up lot more than blunts now
Scumwave run up in your house
Got clockwork orange all in your spouse
Turn a nightclub into Dachau
When i come through better duck down
Whatever i want i'm just gonna grab
If i'm licking shots i ain't got a mask
I know my goals and i'm attaining that
You got daddy's money when you throwing stacks
You a basic hoe no time to smash
I don't talk to thotties that's a fucking fact
Got anxiety that's been holding back
But fuck human interaction i'm getting cash
You called cops now your dog dead
Jihadi John get a lot of head
I fucked his thot until her face red
Got a gun cocked killing him next
Fuck every cop i slaughter pigs
Tryna overdose you're just tryna vape
Pop prescriptions perpetually
Off Benzos with that Promethazine
Hate human life but won't kill myself
Not gonna lie it'd be easier now
To tell the truth, I don't hate myself
But hate fucking normies so i want out
I'm fucking lonely but i got drugs
I'm getting cash i sell sluts
I flip a pack net hella bucks
I really doubt that i'll ever love
Getting rich, you waste away
I've got goals, you take up space
You basic you boring you finna expire
I'm great and i'm burning i only get higher