Phrase - Burn It Down [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I got no use for luxury
Yeah so i burn it down
Im gona burn it down
Burn it down
Some days im on top of my life
I declare war with pain, and winning the fight
So im back in the game to spin that dice
But my luck seems to change within that night
And by dawn break i wake to find myself
In a puddle full of tears, beside myself
And a stomach full of fear, describes my health
That i cure with liqueur i prescribe myself
And its all related to the same old props, same friends, same hassles
And the same old job, gotta 9-5 working, with the same old slob
And a boss i never met but his name is Bob
Only Bob gets the house and a fancy ride
And i guess he made a choice that he stands beside
So on my break, i made a plan today
Yeah im a stick it to the man today, Ah!
I got no use for luxury
Yeah so i burn it down
* (strike a spark at your lighter son, its about time we got it fired up)
Im gona burn it down
Burn it down
Jesus Christ look at this situation im in
I got nothing but a worn out pen and no work
Where i sleep and dream of change from above
But deep down i know that change must come from within
Yeah so with that i gota do what i can
The candles burning at both ends
And my 2 hands are worn out callous ridden
From the poems ive written, a bad liver
And my mother fuckin bones are splittin
But cracking under pressure's no trait of mine
And i dont need much more than my state of mind
Some good friends, cheap booze
And a plate of lines, to get rowdy and having a bloody great old time
So you can keep your pocket watch, and your shinny shoes
Id rather keep rocking spots, for my grimey dudes
So cut the lights, 1 mic, i dont need luxury
Naw not as long as these streets got love for me
I got no use for luxury
Yeah so i burn it down
* (strike a spark at your lighter son, its about time we got it fired up)
Im gona burn it down, burn it down
Tho i ain't had much, i just got enough to know
I need more to get me that stuff
I been tricked before, im calling that bluff
And no i will not be wearing those cuffs
I won't be told when i can and can't touch
I dont take it lying down, i get it standing up
Demand a cut cuz every-mans hands corrupt
And i ain't trying to be a client down at scams are us
Naw this year i plan a trip to the moon
Hitch a ride with Richard Bransen in his silver spoon
***get a dune buggy, explore punk(dunno lol) systems booth,****
So you can hear me back at earth, when i kick my tunes
And while im at it, i think ill rearrange the planets
And hang me a hammock that reaches from mars to Saturn
Kick back and quit rappin, watch the world turn round
Get my Ben Harper runnin, just burn one down! Yeah!
I got no use for luxury
Yeah so i burn it down
* (strike a spark at your lighter son, its about time we got it fired up)
Im gona burn it down, burn it down
Jesus Christ look at this situation im in
I got nothing but a worn out pen and no work
Where i sleep and dream of change from above
But deep down i know that change must come from within