Lunch Money Gang - Dreamcast [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I’m impeccable, dot period, decimal
Maybe if you think more, I wouldn’t think less of you
You ain’t make the cut, culinary, who cheffing you?
When I cook up my rhymes I probly took a sec or two
I was expected to fail, or go to jail, but I’m here
Giving you flavour up in your ear
I kill it under the radar, I give them the beat
With the ARs, the negativity, I gotta stay far so I don’t slip up
You slack? You gotta pick up
I used to be a big down, now they giving me big ups
I’m steady holding my chin up
Steady keeping it kosher, keeping my composure
My old girlfriend trying to get a little closer
All she gets from me, a CD and a poster
Look, let it blast in your stereo
We young niggas making classic material

[Verse 2]
Who do I think I am? Am I think I do who
I flipped it on your ass, now I guess I think I’m smooth
Ralphy London the name and everything I do
I seem to hear it in vain, I guess it’s banging through they posts
[?]
Got my reality check, and had to sign it twice before I cashed it
Too bad there’s no common sense classes
Cause I lot of y’alls asses would have been filling out that [?]
The last thing she said was “yolo”
Then hopped up on his pogo
And only thing she got was hard cock and a rolo
McFlurry from the drive thru
I’m in a hurry, I’m in a hurry!
Now that’s player shit somebody throw me a jersey
I’m in the lambourghini, still ain’t showing no mercy
Let it blast in your stereo
We young niggas making classic material

[Verse 3]
And my lunch is still cereal spitting outside of the box into my [?]
There he go, talking about what he wearing
To get to Louis you need Jeez without Mary-o
Staring [?] on the stoop with my group
Biggie jukebox, gimme the loot watch
I’m in pursuit writing lyrics that’s crazy
You loaf around and don’t write like Hov, you Jay Z
Maybe this triple life would phase me
If I wasn’t in the winehouse drunk with Amy
Manely all I want to do is record
On the net with nothing to do, even my key bored
And she bored, you know what happens when we bored
She went for a kiss then detoured and took a detour
Toward the d meaning she exploring me now I’m snoring sleep
I ain’t seeing nothing, one sheep