Schama - The Motto (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
It's your boy Schama, thank you God, for this honor...
The definition of gifted, and I'm cold
All the time, it's the repetition of Christmas
My mind's an exhibition, displaying great like exhibits
They saying I ain't consistent, they just pests, they pessimistic
Separating jails, call that cell division, did you get it? Cause I didn't
Look at me and different, you couldn't tell the difference
And why are these adults always kidding, that's a contradiction
Call this a rap, a journey, or an expedition
Or a task or a mission... Or even a pilgrimage
Going to the origins of when rap first existed
Ya'll fruitier than citrus, mmm... delicious
Oh, suspicion has risen, because of the lines that have been written
The haters, can't get rid of them
And my maximum is really my minimum
And when life gives you lemons, then make lemonade
Wait. This is Minute-Maid cause I made it in a minute
A menace, like Eminem is
Many, many, many, many, many, many, many, men I will diminish
Sorry for the repetition

[Verse 2]
But, they call me, Schama arrogant
Got the memory span of an elephant
And the wing span of a sphinx and a Pegasus
Or a Seraphim, and the aggressiveness of a terrorist
Wait, do you see where the error is?
I forgot to mention that I have the eloquence of Marilyn
Monroe (men row) row your boat so you float
So you do not fall in the abyss, with the sharks and the squids