Ray Kincaid - 2S1M [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1: Corinthian

In my own state of mind sometimes escape reality
All the harsh things that try to hold me down and battle me
Catching cases with my own self and then I give in
To stereotypes
From society I can't escape
The ministers
Putting hits out on all the sinners
That dont invest their time and assets inside the temples
Life's about the choices we make, I guess democracy
But cuffed by the hands of all these morals and these policies
All I want to do is live my life and get a little doe
Creflo Dollar type funds
Manipulate the lost ones
I try to do this
I try to do that
I try to live Positive
But still I am a reject
What I got to do just to fit in?
To Win?
I want to go to Heaven when I die
I wonder why?
All the high and mighty look down and point their fingers
But the nails in Jesus hands were beside two sinners
I just want to live
Without being condemed
And all that bullshit

Hook: I always keep it real, because people love the real me (4x)


Verse 2: Ray Kincaid


Not seeing success W
As stuck on my mental process
And thats hard to digest
Thats why I strive
And try to survive
Pushing that nine to five
Everyday and every fucking night
And thank God for that walgreens shirt
Because I could have been on your curve
Pushing that white girl...yeah
Because my whole family hustle
Moving that weight like they trying to gain muscles
It's a struggle
So you better bring a rubber
Because life is bitch that surely will fuck you
But thats if you let her
But I know better
I pin her ass down and I get up in her
And every since Nas told me that the world was mine
A nigga been on his grind
Kung fu kicking these rhymes
And trying to get better with time
Like wine

A third eye nigga, a third eye

Corinthian: (A third eye)