Pete B - Chillin (Everything but...) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Chill Pete
Chill, chill
Never have you ever met a man as honest
Tryin' so hard but I can't be earnest
Flaunt what I got, cuz shit I earned it
Revived myself as they pulled out the gurney
Was my inner soul, that had resurfaced
Gotta be myself, not to be perfect
Pardon me but I tend to bounce topics
Generation if you different, you got a problem
Be a dick, leave bitches smitten and then you got 'em
Everyone is trend setting, everyone is fucking texting
Get it? Everyone is sexting, if 16 then they expecting
Liabilities rejected and inspected
And then rejected again by those before us
Check my shit out it's rare to use a chorus
Don't give a fuck, close ups, my skin is porous
I'm killing this shit and never even hit go yet

Imma stack bucks while you dudes quarter hoarders
I'm serving up truth this here court ordered
Remember middle school they told me "back to the boarder"
Ignorance is cheap, my grandparents born here
Haters won't go away they like a thousand splinters
Eatin these other artists up as if it's pussy for dinner
Accept that you lost and I'm the mother fuckin' winner
Petey way too cold he wears shorts in the winter
Forget where I came from yet keep the same composure
Whole family went bankrupt whole family got forclosed on
What you think I rap for, to put new fuckin' doors on?
Debt four generations put the big boy pants on
Catch me in a trance dog, lucky to see me dance hun
Not that I'm the shit, I'm just rarely ever happy
Its a stinker ass world don't make me go get Slappy
Ass like whoa but that don't mean you gon be crabby
Was thinking bout a shot had friends to back stab me
Coulda left wit a pop coulda just O.D.'d
Thoughts as dark as mine I coulda told the world ... (goodbye)

But instead I fought through the deamons with raps
That kick back and slap just like a four-four
End every song with a verse that's north pole cold
Dreamt I went to heaven and I traded in my old soul
You might ask why I'm doing everything but chillin
Listen to this you might mistake me as a villain
But really I'm just on this Clark Kent shit
Saving all from weak music they've been fed and
We all stay surrounded by haters
The sexist, homophobic, and the damn racist
What you need to know is that same hate is
Misplaced, but they all just can't face it
Aim it at themselves then they gon' fake it
Bury them in substance that's how they take it
This was your 9th lesson think you gon' make it?
I dont...