Sahtyre - 1992 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: Sahtyre]
Yeah and really I ain't never gave a fuck
Saht be that nigga when you see me homie say "What up?"
These boozy bitches be annoying like a paper cut
All I'm trying to do is make some music till I take my drugs
Long hair, don't care, on some Wayne shit
Just cause my voice weird, don't mean I'm on some Wayne shit
Cali in my blood, slit my wrists so you can taste it
Bitch niggas running like graffiti when the paint drip
I'm on a space ship, feeling so groovy
High like cooley with syrup in my smoothie
Jealous motherfuckers wanna judge like Judy
But I don't give a damn, if you don't like it bitch sue me
Got a dubee full of hash, burn it to ash
Ass, the bitch I keep it wet, splash
Roll up in the bar, full bottle and a flask
And if you ain't fucking with us, y'all can kiss my ass
And I just might spaz, when your bitch ass, first name Cass no rass
Remember when a nigga ain't had no cash
Now I'm laughing at them dumb hoes that didn't let me smash
LSD what you telling me?
And all my niggas is real, no Tel Aviv
And it's hella G and they will agree
Cause we got em' all hooked, no msg
And it's feeling like we cheating, everyday a weekend
I'mma die eventually, so whats the point of sleeping?
Always late as fuck to these boring ass meetings
Rather be with all my niggas smoking joints and drinking
Ha, so they say I'mma delinquent
I say they just afraid cause I think quick
Chase Moore and the hippy so I be sick, beast it
You ain't fucking with us, eat a dick till your teeth chip
Homie I'mma be me, drugs in my beanie
I wish a nigga would, I told that to my genie
Sipping on that premium with shrooms like Luigi
Whole other world, couldn't find me with a Ouija
It's easy, Sahteezy, young steezy
Climb from the bottom to the top, no ZZ
From LA to DC to Asia to Figi
They crank up the [?], they go crazy when they see me
Cause I'm right here in 3D, and I kill beats [?]
Your [?], don't give a shit, if a sample it was [?]
It was life shit cause it's my shit
Can't see me like fly shit, get off my dick
Either get the point or you get the point of my ice pick
Die slow, die slow, fro like sideshow
Bob getting bobbed by some broad puffing hydro
Hands up in the sky though, middle finger flipping to the 5-0
West like 5-0, bitch
Four walls they surround me