Mickey Cho - Thoughts [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1 - Sam Ock]
'Tis the time to tell a tale too tall
Take a tip or two cents from a thought too small
Full of insecurity to the teeth trying to take it
So it's barenaked so he thought that he could fake it
And be found of fear full of force and fury
Folly fed frailness the future felt blurry
And faith though familiar fell a few feet far
His fickling [?] heart feels a tad torn apart
The daily dose of daring to do different
To make a mark or message the music may be missing
A message of Christ a message of life
A message of day a message that would burn through the night
I'm trying to understand as a young man
How to reconcile the Christ in me with who I really am
So you call it art, but it's (for) me a music form
To give glory to God that's for what I hope

[Verse 2 - J. Han]
Hm... They're expecting perfection
So as a fallible man how do you step
With integrity and exellence the mistakes are inevitable
Every thing you hide away in a crucible
Then fester and boil your inner turmoils
It makes your chaos feel your anger and a bit of holy a-h
As an architect artist or an actor
Do you pin the Christian tag before or after
Regardless where I put it I'm
Smashed into pudding if I'm far from my release
I'll just regain my footing
You can call me cheesey you can call me corny
But you can't deny the skills and artistry that I be owning
In the lavatory trying to comprehend and tell my story
From my childhood days to my college dormitory thus
This balancing act I can't forfeit
Keeps me in check when I'm drifting out of orbit

[Verse 3 - Mickey Cho]
I'm feeling like a giant, taller than Goliath
Not because I'm great, but because I'm repping I AM
I used to be about only me so defiant
'Til I gave my life away
Now I find that I am flying even higher than the sky
I'm soaring through the galaxies
Fire in my eyes got Summers on the rapper be
Inspired by the lines of The Word no blasphemy
Tired of the slime put these other rappers after me
Tell me what's the aftermath I feel like it's a tragedy
The topics that these rappers rap about so casually
Sex money drugs
Morally decapitating everything I love
Can I wave they're gone magically huh?
Cause the children are the casualties
A tall price to pay like a fish fillet from Applebee's
I'm all about the honour
The standard that I stand for the higher that the standard is
The standard that demands more and I'mma meet the quota
A new breed of rapper that will change all the negativity the rappers shown us
In an industry full of shallow means to make a profit is an emcee
I would [?] speaking as a prophet over all the nonsense
I could care less if I can make you shake your booty but your soul remains unblessed
That's the reason I spit it to the best of my ability
Forever I'll be killing these beats yes