Marcus Goodine - BSM (Black Social Media) ft. Marry Cunningham Prod. Saxon [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(verse 1)
Kinship and alliances bond in light of this
A chemical imbalance to set off the riot
Plus an activist to hashtag an issue from a desktop
Come to bat on the mobile apps
Where structured mindsets fine line to attest bots
The brain here is hard drive, where lithium and alkaline
Are put in motion from the help of the active mind
Regardless of the demographic, cuz your interaction with ignorant tactics
Pretty much is the rise that was needed
The yeast to a foe and reply you deleted/ you reap what you sow
A loose string on the thread of the defeated
The speed of the heart rate and it growth
Has a hand in the balance when norepinephrines both
A catalyst for activist, and a button or trigger to push or pull
Yet scary to think that half of this is hazardous

(chorus)
Quite Night in the distance
Stars in line and position
All that I envision for
No light in the distance
Thoughts in mind of religion
And thoughts in mind of my pigments gone

Quite Night in the distance
Stars in line and position
All that I envision for
No light in the distance
Thoughts in mind of religion
And thoughts in mind of my pigments, the bitchin'

(verse 2)
The appeal of the realization to give some
The aim of the corner drunks vision
An estimate to pump her bike tires and a cup of caffeine
As she stumbles on the street towards her mission but cell phones
They cocked and ready, her heart is heavy, it's all so petty
But good enough for vine
She sips her wine all alone, she walks from home in search of cigarette
Emotion runs deeper than the bottle so she forgets
Where she is but all we see on Twitter feeds is her disease
Emojis in a retweet are proof of tears from laughter
But the tears on her cheeks dont seem to matter
But she's a star for the world on the world star
Where the mentally challenged and other girls are
Pretty faces from a face lift, big titties and asses, all fake shit
The mentally disabled with the mind of kid
All exploited for some likes and comments
From the bus to the streets and other places that they live
By the niggas filming it with not one fuck to give, uh
Black face, black cases
Black lives that matter but so tasteless
We're black queens, black Kings
With black hearts from black hatred

(repeat chorus)