Sin7ven - Astronaut [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
When I grow up I wanna be an astronaut
So I can take all of my friends to the moon
And maybe date a lady shooting star, ask her out
Watching 80’s anime to the noon

On a space couch, in a based space house, spaced out
Face down, bae’s blouse sways ‘round space clouds
When I’m writing you might hear the saving of the game sounds
Yume Nikki, played out, you ain't shit b, lay down

[Verse 1]
Infatuation from an outsider point of view
Mouth wide and voicing mute outcries I coil into a
Shout fighting embryo of envy, don’t resent me though
I’m pensive hold the pencil tense and slowly close the envelope

At your entryway a century late, I panic
You menstruate my pencil breaks and penetrates the canvas
I never made it very vague my serenades sporadic
And I'm staring dazed, at marriage day the wedding cake is plastic

Half assed it, I guess you are what you eat
And I'm barfing my bars while I'm starving at sea
Making waves for the fishes though they taste so delicious
And I'm plagued by the Mrs. making marks on my sheet

Yup, married to the game like a fucking idiot
But I'm drawing pretty good while she on her period
The MIDI shit is on point, and witty spit and strong voice
Emit a steady calm poise, you'll never hit the squad, boy

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Vibing with pack again, rhyming as the planets spin
Riding on some bright and vibrant bikes inside of saturn’s rings
Psyche like he dynamite, flying kites in solar winds
Known to mostly dolo so the folder brimmed with hoes and nymphs

Oh, considered of copping some gaudy Omocat
But- ladi dadi, came to body y’all in mono black
Though I'm caught up in all of this soft kimono rack
Distracted, damn, have to get my act established, fast

Ahhh… On a carousel of make believe
Need to take a breather, for my cerebellum’s sake I feel
As shaky as a spinning top, take a fucking minute stop
Need to keep my cravings satiated baby, feeling lost

Finna build a pillow fort on an asteroid
Bored rapping torrid at the Cortana app voice
That noise, kill it, sword on my back boy
Factoid, still fucking anxious as hell