Ry - Journal [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Ry]
Dear diary, i'm waking up to you
Or journal as I make my way through
Try to make my debut
As i'm writing rhymes, free verses, and of course an occasional haiku
Hi you, it's been awhile since you've talked to Ry (ooh)
It's been awhile since I've opened you
Cause Ryu been buisy street fighting
And life is rolling up on me like McQueen's lighting
So I watch Hitchcock movies just hoping I become immune to the frightening
As life heightens, try to swim through my problems
But i'm like a pack of black kids diving in the high end

[Interlude]
Dear Diary, what a day it's been
Dear Diary, it's been just like a dream
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn (been just like a dream)
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn (been just like a dream)

[Verse 2: Ry]
It's like a dream but it's feeling really shady
I just lost my old lady, go back to her maybe?
Chance of that slimmer than Nicole Ritchie wearing Old Navy
Cause i'm feeling like she played me
Watching M*A*S*H as a couch potato, all gravy
Failing at relationships so gone head & grade me
But I never ran away, I just exuded bravery
And broke free from what some consider being whipped like slavery
Emotional toll we put me through is amazingly crazy

[Bridge]

[Verse 3: Ry]
Dear diary, oh what a day it's been
Stressing, depressing
Like an abused adolescent
Studying for finals but I haven't learned a lesson
No urgency and last night my aunt just had surgery
And watching other loved ones sick just sickens me
Strickenly, striking me
Feel as if the whole world fighting me
But praying the after life won't be inviting me
Cause I ain't trying to be where dying sees
But rather be where the dying cease
R.I.P. to my uncle Steve
I hope J.R. can carry over your dynasty (yes)
And R.I.P. my grandma Cookie
In a class of your own like your classmates playing hookie
As my heart hurts and my mind hovers
My thoughts wander, my pen works wonders like Stevland Hardaway
I'm going under
But in the end what I write comes to life
So till then i'mma keep you in the cupboard
Dear Journal