Mason Black - Far Out&Co. [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Walk in control of the ambience
Can't contain your wetness knowing that's your confidant
Girl friends yakking on and on about
Far out
That's what I'm bout
Trip hop
Come take a trip ma
Outter space racing
Fancy cocktail occasions
Buildings from stone
Mason's making
Everthing we see now
Silver lined clouds
We Up here
Never coming down
Far out couture
The allure
You ain't down we
Living you on shore
Poor poor
Rich girl
Poor poor
Rich boy
Complain about more
Depressing records in the stores
Fuck you and it ain't more
Blaze cause I care less
Don't touch headrest
Then death next
Been on the river Styx
Smoke to forget
Then I remember
Wake me up when September
Ends
Fuck it roll
And smoke again
Far up in yo friend
She grin said mb
Did it again
Sin after sin
Sea to sea
Far out
In a bbt
White and black
Not black and white
I ain't talking pussy Right
Cause last night
Had a swirl
Half black half white girls
Wavy hair with a slight curl
Left em with the pearls of loins
I go in and stay in
Until I reach satan
Tell it's time for invading
I am laughing
I'm playing Ps3
While my girl roll me
The whole box
Smoke till heart stops
Croak on the track
Born derailed
There ain't no coming
The dark side
We don't see the sun in fact
Fuck who ain't all right with that
Smoke papers bowls blunts
It don't matter jack
Far out shatter facts
Black in black
Death and cash attached
I'm the one In fact
Fuck life i ain't want it back
But there is some who love to have
All this
Only the possibilities of Ballin
Keep bodies from falling
I'm calling out
Fonco
Gentlemen prefer blondes though
Guess I'm not gentle
Fuck this instmental
It drove me mental

This is your far out briefing
You should be chefing
If you're not roll up some pot
It rhymes but its not a lyric
That's the far out mission statement
Don't be good, be the beast
& fuck the rest
That's order make sure you get it
Far out and company
That's the homies
They know what this is about
In print, on screen, your phone your laptop whatever
We Far out we be about
Interplanetary travel
Biblical battles
Burning bushes
On that George shit
Far out freshly imported
Oj in the vodka
We wake up and never feel Nauseous
I ain't diddy but we ain't never stopping
Far out always an option
Fonco
Far out fems
Far out couture
Far out and company
Welcome to the new world