Osyris - Shot Caller [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
Word to my fucking brothas, TJ, Siraj
Niggas I fuck with, a three man entourage
Pretty ladies half naked that we bought half off
Unemployed, but my dick hard so they gotta work they ass off
Unemployed, but each can work down south
Unemployed, but them hoes know how to work they mouth
I fuck with a lot of niggas but few from around here
My ex caught aids so I ain't going back down there
We had our time, but my Z-Shock outta' lose it
Now I got smart bitches with a head game stupid
Faggot ass bum niggas you should at least think straight
These niggas judge my shit but don't qualify for hate
Losing time to breathe as if I dropped some patience
Wait soon me and my niggas gon look like a constellation
I'm a hard ass nigga, ask your dime nigga
That V Card she gave me don't stand for Valentines nigga
Take shots at me, fuck it, punch me I'll stay up
You see bitch I'm still ballin' and these niggas missing layups
Fuck you and your girl, fuck it all nigga pay up
We ballas in yo hood like its fucking San Andreas
Puff told me niggas always headed right at ya
But I'mma keep going like I live off Viagra
Smash dreams, kill hopes, make quitters outta beginners
Something like a comic nerd, I stay with them figures
I'm bus'n (bustin) like a greyhound, swingin' at you like a playground
I got away (got a way) with words so there ain't shit you could say now
Three Ks in my pocket, but nigga I ain't racist
Shots coming at you hard like a mothafuckin' facelift
Freshman mixtape, I'mma wait and let the hate shift
Defect gravity, with these niggas like a spaceship
Talk so hard, look at yourselves, you niggas ain't shit
The closest you gon get to killing is your fucking grave bitch
Rap can be profound, or simply sound the wackest
Love all around the world from the whitest to the blackest
From the poor to the lavish
Immaculate hearts to the baddest
From the advanced human being, to a low life savage
Rap ain't dead, modern rappers skills below average
I let these wack niggas write but I ain't givin' them no passage
Overrated niggas claim to be legends and classic
It's all instinct though, cause I ain't see no tactic
The game turned out like Britney, legendary but modern day tragic
All I hear nowadays is guns, sex, and magic
Full heat from the start but you could feel the static
That's why a real mothafucka' like me's goin' at it
East coast baller, better check my fucking playback
Flow ride beautiful, like I'm tryna bring Maybach
Running to the top, but I need to go faster b
A lot of niggas try to finch the kicks like Master P
Master G, my master see, I'm always below where my master be
I just think that niggas should know that I'm a masterpiece
Apocalypse is coming, the end is nearby
Niggas stay tryna' fear the end when the end fear sy, wassah'
Yeah nigga