Milo - Building Gray [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: milo]

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King Cookie Face
Born of the Wookie race
Hedging beds at all local booking places
Forlorn glances at dirty faces
Spent a whole afternoon staring at the ceiling fan
Business card reads: You should kill the vocal thinking man
The role I play in this particular crew
They all say I'm far more niggerish Groo
The wanderer, milo's a ponderer
Pandering the undead dirtbag philosophers
Seraphim put the most hope in him
Been known my way around paraprosdokian
On the other hand I have different black fingers
Asked a homeless man: If I die, will my soul linger?
We spend the rap advance to buy the most off Etsy
Don't floss to test me, peanuts in hand
George Carver Punnett square mixed with Dostoyevsky

I don't feel I know myself too good these days
I don't feel I know myself too good these days
I don't feel I know myself too good these days
I don't feel I know myself too good these days

[Verse 2: VerBS]
Way more hoes to clutch
Way more souls to touch
The only real religion is fanaticism
We follow our golden ones
Ey, and God told me I'm a favorite, but
At the same time I could grow complacent
I got obligations and constellations
And I'm a whole damn body who fills the Jason, ah [?]
Everybody just a template
If you really really wanna keep it simplis-tic
Still different but categories
Man in all sorts of damn genres of his scent
Trick, read shit in allegory
You know it gets real when keeping it real
Gaining some love then losing the feel
And all my solter [?] filters got me using a shield
And I'm a secret agent like I work for Shield
[?] cold switch when it swerve the field, of acting

Alright, I'm done