Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire - Orbz a.k.a. Some Wise Quote Drake Never Said [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

This bitch
This bitch gonna delete me off her Facebook
Talkin' 'bout, every time she look at my picture
It remind her of how we was cheatin'
But she was cheatin' on her man with me
I ain't got no time for that stupid shit
Fuckin' bitch

(All of these hoes, all of these, all of these, all of these hoes)
Passion
I ain't gonna rap yet
Hold out
Shit, yo
I ain't gonna rap yet, yo

[Verse 1]
First I filled the swimming pool and I dive in it
Your pussy's so good, I nearly died in it
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas
Watch the shit you say, you could die over lyrics
Heard your little shot at me, but nah, I ain't care, bitch
Might throw my 607s on with the clear tints
Slim Latin bitch and she pullin' out her hair pins
Got a fat ass but she kinda got some square hips
Tried to fuck her homegirl, she said that she don't share dick
Fucked her anyway, real bitches gonna share dick
Life is a buffet, I'm just tryin' to get my share of it
At night before I pray, I put my pistol where my pillow is
Fool, I got bass, I got bass, I got bass
If you ain't talkin' no money, get the fuck from out my face
I was busted just two years ago and now I'm gettin' cake
Thin and homeless just two years ago and now I got a deal
I suck at monogamy, there's something that's inside of me
This pussy be dividin' me, I need a lobotomy
I knock the bottom out of it, made a bunch of dollars
Lot of progress from a prodigy
No tellin' where I'd probably be, love them Rikers Island [?]
[?]
Motherfuck the alphabet, motherfuck a consonant
Fuck Wall Street and every cracker that's attached it
Motherfuck the beat and every flat foot walkin' it
Walk it like I talk it, bitch
Talkin' shit, I'll chalk you, bitch
On my walkie-talkie [?] mixed with with frankincense
And murr, I be slurrin' my words, off that urr
Damn, I'm on some other shit, damn, I'm underrated
Shhhhh, don't tell nobody, that's gonna sound like some hatin' shit
Jason Collins flagrant shit, am I allowed to say that yet?
My favorite salad Caesar with a little bit of bacon bits
Don't tell my OGs but I be eatin' bacon bits
Assalamu alaiku-er y'all be fakin' with that prayin' shit
Can't wear a Kufi when you prayin' to Jesus
Why you.... haha

[Outro: Frank Zappa]
Schools train people to be ignorant with style
They give you the equipment that you need to be a functional ignoramus, American schools do not equip you to deal with things like logic
They don’t give you criteria by which to judge between good and bad in any meaning or format
And they prepare you to be a usable victim for a military industrial complex that needs man power
As long as your just smart enough to do a job
And just dumb enough to swallow what they feed you
You’re going to be alright
But if you go beyond on that
You’re going to have these great doubts that give you stomach problems, Headaches, make you want to go out and do something else
So I believe schools mechanically and very specifically
Try and breed out any hint of creative thought in the kids that are coming up