Mike Mozart - Consciousness [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Subjective to what I should've sought
Please don't talk to me, I already talk to my inner thoughts
Who would've thought Mike Mozart spat at his book to create paper mache
Tongue's Exacto blades to your block of clay
Play-Do, don't play with my dough
Sit calm you're on your eighth show
Hey host
The hostess might be filled with cream filling
Known for willing to participate with fishy males and Free Willys
It's bone chillin', dome spinnin'
Chrome spillin' pulp fiction squeezed from all of these young children
Like comics that are limited, that is my commitment
Pivot through the distance
Nice rendition
Now get back into the kitchen, or receive a fist and
Melanin ham sandwiches
All nicely packaged
Always passive, catch the past and move with the trackin'
Wow look I'm feeling myself like I jerked off
So I, guess you just witnessed my outcome
(Hehehe)
How come it always leads to hatred?
Waste of time so I went and recycled G-Shocks for payment
Last night was vague and
Well stop playing, so what if I like mixed girls with large gauges?
I don't have a particular taste
I just want the one who I can consider a great
You know, be my mate

[Verse 2]
If I had change for the stabs in my latissamus
I'd have enough for cups to go and start to piss in em'
Back stabs, see Dad?
Your son and went and did it
Karma into biscuits, no bitches for Christmas
It's cultivating
Motivation isn't motivating
My own pals don't even support my entertainment
Smiley, go ahead, diss again
Niggas mad that, they can't hold their own inside the pen
Behind the bars they couldn't see me
Get off my pee pee
Won't go back to cheap fees
Oh well
None of y'all will probably even listen
That's why I'll take my Grandpa with me on a picnic
I'll go to his gravestone, dig up his grave
Sit him up and see what he has to say

Ummm

Hey?