ReLLaMaR - Pound Cake Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Scheming on leaving - big dreaming like Christopher serving up feinds
Before he met diddy up in these streets
Smoke a big l rest in peace gather up beats then feast
- like the obese - I always eat
I put hunger in the game no book tho -
Cook soul - straight nigger rich Diamonds and crook clothes
I'm living no good tho at least that's what mom say
Cause I rap for a living smoke with Kyrie and Andre
I'm sipping that Bombay - been up for nine days
Thoughts saying rhymes pay - I'm Delaware's kanye
Beating my beats up - abuse on my mixtapes
Feeling like god - look what I did on the 6 day
With the wife on the 7th - thank The Lord it's a blessing
To see my little girl smile then I'm back and I'm chefing
Yeah I got my reasons to be cocky -
Can't no fucking hater stop me - got more fight in me then rocky

I just want it all the I want the world in my palms
I want the stress to dissolve I want my best to evolve
Into a great resolve - let this weed revolve
Let my competition fall - and my enemies crawl
I want the listeners to feel me - and the label reps to hear me
Clearly - make em say my songs talk to em like Siri
I wanna make my exs teary - and my copy cats fear me -
The only thing to scare me is failure
Niggas can't judge me fuck the jury and the bailiff
They know that I be wavy with the flow like a sailor
Surfs up - I'm on my fucking awesome shit
Vans skinny pants - tank on - and my large dick
I'm going hard bitch - like Mika tan to a hard dick
Stepping on the weak like a carpet - I'm a hip hop artist
I used to be a Martian - now I blend in with the real
And no i ain't cheap but I really need a deal

Hate - Hate - Hate Hate Hate -
These cowards is all fake - i say it to y'all face
You niggas sealed y'all fate - middle finger ya blind date
Better stay in y'all place - you reaching on the wrong plate
Wait - who said my beats ain't hitting
Everyone who copped up tracks be killing
B tracks Killing , Nick tracks Killing
RMG tracks killing , Rex Tracks Killing
My tracks killing , Rob Tracks Killing
Your would be to if you wasn't bull shitting
I'm just a nigga on a mission
Black vans on got me skating to the digits
Black hoodie on got me feeling real ignorant
Headphones on let you know I mean business
Uh - with more lines then black friday
You renting your own lane on my high ways