Plastered Play - Lifes Limits [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

All the pain, I must restrain, used to smoke all the grass, burn all the hash. I had to quit , wouldn't give a shit . Others try to stand in my position , while I trip the competition. Got so poor; catch me rob a liquor store. Just so I can but more dank, and my t-shirts a tank. Drug dealers pulling diamonds out the rough. Junkies start selling all there stuff. The rap games craze, built on purple haze, and the cops will never faze. I make rhymes like I'm ruthless, perfect teeth yet spit like I'm toothless. It's not daddy's problem you should of warn a condom, and now your knocked up should of kept your legs shut.