R.U.I.N. - Cheery-O! [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)
I use too be on a SeaFood diet/
I’d see Food, then eat it, I ain’t fancy huh, no cheese and Wine it/
Please don’t rewind it/ please don’t remind him/
Ice cream truck music still seduces N’ excites him/
Now I try to stay off beef, cause of the hormones/
Eating beef, makes me wanna start beef, my warzone/
Off the cob corny, love people like the Lord does/
And stay on the grind like the coffee in your cup/
Evil men covet dough and kill for money/
Exploit the Promised Land flowing with milk and honey/
Their outlook, get bread and cheese from here till death/
Propaganda, food for thought, good it’s not to ingest/
Give thanks for life with its crazy nuts and good apples/
So don’t let any of these bad eggs trap you /
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for what’s right/
Spoon-fed lies all your life, I’m giving you a knife/

(Hook)
Went from eating Cheerios, to saying ‘Cheery O!’/
You want a real rap, oh now, oh here it goes/
Went from eating Cheerios, to saying ‘Cheery O!’/
Raise your glasses, Blare it from your stereos! /
Went from eating Cheerios, to saying ‘Cheery O!’/
You want a real rap, oh now, oh here it goes/
Went from eating Cheerios, to saying ‘Cheery O!’/
Life is sweet, but so surreal like cereal/

(Verse 2)
Allergic to grammar, I’ll never eat my words/
But how will we learn to fly if we eat the birds? /
Did belief in Father God rape Mother Earth? /
And did the secular concrete jungle only make it worse? /
The back of my old church/ had berry trees/
They took em’ out/ left a parking lot, such a scary scene/
It ain’t about/ the salary/ it’s all about reality/
But I don’t know how/ to burn a calorie/ without/ kerosene/
Can’t live on beer and chips, nope I just can’t do it/
Dig it a grave in mud, yup Sandshrew it/
They say Juicy Fruit, is gonna move ya/
Fruit will, not the gum, unless you stupid/
We treat our beer like gold and our water like piss/
There’s GMOs, it seems our problems might persist/
Most of us don’t know where our food comes from/
And if we are what we eat, then guess what, we all lost son/

(Hook)

(Bridge) (X2)
I feed the hungry, you call me a saint/
But if I asked questions about the state/ of poverty/
Why people are hungry in the first place/
You’ll just Call it a short communist phase/ with mockery/

(Hook)