PuKe King - Irn Bru + Vodka: Act I [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
Looking at my window and the sun is coming up
I could give a fuck though cos I'm feeling pretty drunk
I could use somebody, I could really use someone
Try to record a track but my words are all slurred
Just my luck my demos ain't even have decent
My passion is lacking, my rapping lacks reason
Trying to stay strong but my heart has weakness
I'm trying to stay strong but my fans are all leaving

[Hook]
I'll just sit here in my room
With my irn bru + vodka

[Verse]
Looking in this cup but the coffee's all been drunk
As I reprogramme drums, generic old skool stuff
I wonder while I listen where the fuck my rhythm is
I wander while I listen down to where the kitchen is
I'm tripping shit, my image is, sickening not different
Ain't shaved in weeks, can taste my teeth, is anybody missing him?
I can't even tell though I ain't signed in in weeks
I figured I'd forget it and the world would let me sleep

[Verse]
I've not made a beat in about six weeks
And I'm running low on health jacking cars in the street
Masking scars with my teeth, grinning while I play the game
My mic's broken still and I'm gaining lots of weight
I start doodling whenever I try to write shit
My flow is almost gone and I rhyme like a white kid
My metaphors are horrible transforming's complete
I don't give a fuck though cos nobody cares about me