Nacho Picasso - For The Glory [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
For The Glory
Nacho

[Verse 1]
I'm having orgies in the name of Dionysus
My African's the nicest even though she smell like spices
I go on shopping sprees and don't worry bout the prices
And I am the precisest and my piece of mind is priceless
Your Jesus piece is Christ-less and you tell me that you're righteous
Heard hip hop's in a crisis and I feel that I'm the nicest

[Hook] (x2)
For The Glory
Go hard like Spartacus
Find your man in the heap of the carcasses
Every woman wants to sleep with a narcassist
I promise this, I break hearts like promises

[Verse 2]
I'm killing things cause I chased after silly dreams
I'm Sweeney Todd,I cut throats like guillotines
Blew up to smithereens and moved to the Philippines
Fuck who ain't feeling me, I'm cool with Ryan Phillippe
Fried to a fricassee, the bouncer ain't frisking me
You must be kidding me, now bow down and kiss the ring
I've seen badder bitches than you on my sister's team
I curse the gods as I slam my fist down
Like if one more bitch says I look like Chris Brown
Look at me now bitch, I look like this town
Nacho

[Hook] (x4)