Rx - Old [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Never been through poverty, never even seen it
My whole damn life I was blessed, not fiending
For money, for food, and I know it's the truth
My momma made sure that we'd always be good
Never grew up in a hood or rolled with a gang
Closest thing to that was listening to Wu-Tang
Never held a gat and never been stomped in
I don't even think I've ever been near Compton
So, when I sag and you think it's an act
It's probably because I've been growing up with rap
At least you don't see me trying to rock a du-rag
Who's that on the trap and is killing Boom Bap on every single track
And claims that he macks but in real life, is premature
In fact, can barely even last, but grabs on his sack
Like he knows where he stands but really does not
And especially with pot, momma are you proud
I don't even drink, I'm a sober boy now
Just trying to get out of that average life
Tell me go to school, get a job, get a wife
Pay some fucking bills, retire, then I die?
You got it all wrong, I have more than two eyes
And I'm putting them to use, in my muse, I get loose
Every time, every rhyme is a form of my truth
And no I'm not doing this just to get rich
And it's not for the fame, it's not for a bitch
If that word offends you, you probably a bitch
And I mean it when I say it, every word be spraying
And affecting like a herbicide, stick emcees, you'll see
Will be sure to die, not a day goes by that I don't try
To show I'm the best and I'm the best and I"m gonna keep shouting it
Can't end up out of it, gotta stay intact if I want to write a rap
Never peddling back, forward is the only option
And I won't stop until my album's at an auction
Walked in to a life I can handle
But a life of envy and record label scandals
Tell me why Iggy has more fame than Joey B
That's what you need to question, what you need to see
Why take advice from Drake, when Cole has a degree
Listen to the lyrics dawg, fuck the beat
This ain't Hip-Hop if you just want to make your head bob
That's pop and I want to make it stop
I'm not the only one, I'm not the only son
The rest of you go and keep on rapping for fun
But you know why I rap, it wasn't a decision
It's been deep inside me, a passionate incision
So I really don't give a fuck if you listen

[Verse 2]
I do this for me, my fam and my team
None of it's about rolling around in a Bentley
Or if my pockets look heavy like a Chevy
Cause that don't matter
Food on my platter, roof on my head
And knowing everyone will be straight when I'm dead
Instead, I just gotta lay back where I'm at
Do exactly what I'm doing, continue to rap
Never download an app that will waste my time
Do your thing, sell drugs, I'ma write for my grind
Get so complex you'll have to rewind
To fully understand what's behind each line
Inside my mind is a motherfucking maze
You can't cut me off, it's a one way lane
I express myself without getting on a train
I know that you're tired of every single word I metaphorically say
That's exactly what I do, no story of the day
If you look for a hook then you need to look away
And leave like Zayn, I handle my pain by sparking the flame
Of my lyrical game and as of right now
It's all about me, I could care less about any emcee
I could care less about M.T.V
Do any of you see? You will never succeed
If you keep on following every single scene
Do something else, just be yourself
Get off your ass and go pass that class
Put away your phone, it's okay to be alone
No one really cares about that anyway
Or what you have to say, or what you did today
It's a fucked up world, don't let it fuck you up
You're a diamond in the rough, you are more than enough