L.o.M.d - Floorboards [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1- L.o.M.d)
I'm surrounded by starved bodies and carcasses
Dreams getting shot down before the darkness hits
My words bleed through my paper like ink cartridges
But today they wouldn't sink unlike Titanic
In the basement you go through it G
I've been shouting for days, but muted by buffoonery
See I've been charged in my heart through the Grace of God
But unless you're trying to hear me, my heart doesn't mean nothing at all
Dudes are praising devils and demons
Clips are squeezing
Only time we ever get order is when squealer is squealing
Appeasing Napoleon and abstracting dead bodies from those breathing
All they want are money-making rhymes no reason
With all this going on I manage to keep it clean man
Y'all can act like tricks, but when the trick gets the hand
Everything I'm not makes me everything I am

(Verse 2- BriRealiLL)
It go "Rah rah" like a dungeon dragon from the dungeon of you're either the band or the bandwagon
But most these cats lackin' passion but with swaggin' fashion guess the talent is rationed
But I ain't settlin' I got my soul no no won't let the devil in
From the bottom of the basement these dreams I'm chasin' prayin' one day I could get that placement
But for now I'm a keep grindin' keep shinin' keep climbin' never reclinin'
I can't fall for no mirage shinin' under God's sun and that's word to Nas
I can't call it the beats make me fallin' asleep I keep fallin' but never fallin' six feet deep
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?) I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me