MATO - Read at 12:00 AM [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Let your conscience be your guide my friend
Start the wheels off right and try again

[Verse]
This was construed using no mellow blues music
This is only smash hits that I'm brewing, you'd think I'm from Milwaukee
The way I whiz on the competitions
Skip all the locals who're trying to cop the Compton vision
I'm prompt to the shows
But late to the dates
I just think my comforter is a better place
She hates that I'm terse
I want the condom mints on my wurst
You want the dick? Or do you need a frappe first?
Oh I know that I'm the worst
When I look in the mirror, there's a formation of a hearse
And that hurts
That's why no second is a waste verse
It's easy to be a wino and use copy and paste
And purse pigs with the pursed mouth and big snouts
Post disperses the new shit, that people are gonna talk about
When we esteemed tangible dreams, with lean and plenty steam
The dope fiends and me will be sculpt the world to what we wanna see
Whether that's fields of marijuana on the autumn eve
Or me and [CENSORED] holding hands by the leaves
Why the sun tumbles down the hill, I'd fumble my fingers down her jeans
To find a deeper means
But everything is not always in the seems of the denim
Since when did things get so dampened between you and me?
I tried to search for the words that would make you my B
Instead it was added to the itch I can't scratch
Now spell that for me
I been practicing tapestry with the drapes closed, like my mindedness, I miss your carpet
That shit ain't disclosed
I mean look at the cover with the colors
Embroidered with all the choices that are appointed to each emotion while recording
Cause in my chest you were a fortune like a treasure chest imported from the Caribbean
It's not too in Depp like I'm booty stepping
The lines narrow like Cupid's arrow
I would deplete from the pain if that fucker had better aim
I would deplete from the pain if that fucker had better aim

[Outro]
Hey Mato
Guys, be quiet. Anyways, Hey Mato