Sarob. - Desiderata. [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Illin out to portishead
Tortoise shell frames
Top billing, props portable
Chorus don't change
No ceiling, dropped overhead
Overheard y'all throwing curve
Ain't that a pitch? ain't got the range

On my paper ima type away
Don't you feel some typa way?

With that uptown sound like i'm jc brooks
Add the goggles like i'm ac green
Blue collar no a.c. + ain't see green
Brew columns, bet ya bottom bouta break the scene
Feeling walled in (walden), man i'm really thorough (Thoreau)
Billing's all gem
Man i'm still in ‘boro
Shimmy in my shoulders keep the chip on my right side
Sift through the strife
Signs says its barbed like Streisand
My tape's so p.m
Ends so p.s
Get no r.e.m. so it's no regrets
I ain't aryan…so where's my redress?
Y'all love that b.s. but don't ever wanna be us
Do a dab + dip it low
Catch me on the ave with that new phontigallo
Coupon finesse on a futon, fixin to get my foot in
Man that next step’s so pivotal
Oh man that next step’s so pivotal
Charles in the vixens, tryna fit my Dickins
I ain't even listen to all them subliminals

On my paper, i'ma type away
Don’t you feel some typa way?
(x2)

(aich: on my paper)

No more "cool sticks"…pulling strings so acoustics
I heard that i'm an asshole, i flaunt it if the shoe fits
Jamming Foo Fight
Fumes funnel through the two door
Crown me like a Tudor
Been tryna fuck my tutor
Got so many lines, i'm plotting rise over run
See me comin, i'd advise you to run
Semi-sunni nigga swinging the semi
Soon as the…down get down
Tell em shit don’t offend me

Took a while just
To clean up on the image
Throw shade like a scrim but my scathe don't scrimmage
Aw raid in the rental
Aw raise on the riddles
All praise on the sobriquet, “the down.” don't diminish

(hook)