Mugen Styles - How Did This Happen? [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Sitting and asking how did this happen?/
Here I am rapping, reaching, grabbing for attention/
Each track I make like a new invention, what can I do with it/
Rap is my language, you never heard a flow this fluent/
Moving on up, trynna get some bills like the mighty ducks/
Stirring up a ruckus like uncle ruckus I’m reckless/
I’m a recluse/
Killing the rap game by myself let the noose hang/
No ruse’s or puzzles, I buckle down, and keep my drive/
Life’s a struggle/ a world so cold/
Gotta huddle together to stay alive/
Most people would groan and gripe/
But me, I know you gotta wait until the moment is ripe/
Then own it, peel the shit, and take a nice big bite/

[Hook]
Take a bite of my life/ why don’t cha/
You could hop in my ride/ why don’t cha/
Make you feel so alive/ got you laughing/
Three years later asking how did this happen?/

[Verse 2]
Anytime I fail I make sure to stay fresh, others go stale/
Why settle for less, mugen posting bail/
Thinking outside the bars, no formula/
Number one, like the cars, overwhelm your senses/
Mouth like an instrument/
I’m more like an orchestra/
Euphoria storing up/
Let it blow out the top like an orca does/
Absorb knowledge, mind like a porous sponge/
So hot, so fly, god of the sun and sky like horus was/
Reach for the stars, head in the clouds like a brontosaurus bruh/
I know what’s important, no sorting out priorities/
Hoarding the majority of authority over my mortal needs/
Morals would lead me to believe I can’t achieve success/
Been blessed but that notion causes stress to infest/
An honest jest, admitting I may not be the best, not yet/
But my heart has decided that it will settle for no less/
Still left asking/

[Verse 3]
I don’t know why or how I’m here/
Trying to make a career appear out of thin air/
Grin and bear it/ act like I’m not caring about going nowhere/
And yet I’m still trying so got damn hard/
Track blaring smack you square in the chest/
Bass blastin’ from the backseat of the car/
I’m a wreck/ well-dressed so I can hide the scars/
Start rolling, my blues go up in smoke/
Want my blunts big as Cuban cigars/
Helps me hold onto hope/
Finding light like fireflies, keep it in a jar/
I try and try but it’s so hard to continue growing/
Only choice left on the menu is to keep going/

[Hook]
Take a bite of my life/ why don’t cha/
You could hop in my ride/ why don’t cha/
Make you feel so alive/ got you laughing/
Three years later asking how did this happen?/