Skewby - Authentic [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
This is all I know huh
I don't feel like making pop shit
I just feel like making Pac shit
Real music
9th Wonder

[Verse 1]
Two weeks, three family members gone
Life short, God ain't proving it wrong
It ain't about me moving but moving on
It ain't about me losing you being gone
Got me reminiscing 'bout when the cash came slow
Tripping out, damn I wanna hear your laugh once more
I don't even gotta text 'em L-M-A-O
Never F-M-L cause I love my role, hold up
I never been the type to go and fold up
Just take a Dilla beat and go donuts
Play a beat from 9th Wonder, watch my soul show up
Play doctor like a Death Row cut
And repair whatever's broken in my heart
I'm living through my decent remarks
While my brothers blow trees like the scenery in parks
But what we have in common is the greenery
It sparks the imagination
You twist it up, I invest and save it
Over time, I built an ATM for inspiration
And stopped searching for perfect when I found amazing
I wonder if the crowd knows that I'm escaping
Since these are feelings I can't bring up in a conversation
Oh ya da ya, you study, you party hard
Don't like the body you live in, you fill it with alcohol
Copped them Rodeo clothes, tonight you taking 'em off
But I can relate to that, I stay revealing it all

[Hook]
Girl, can you stay for a minute
I know you wanna live life to forget it
Empty your heart, fill it up with an image
But for once, can I keep it authentic?
Can I keep it authentic?
One time, can I keep it authentic?
That's all I wanna know
One me so that's all that I can show

[Verse 2]
I be chilling by myself, switching lanes from the rumors
Either he insane or got a brain full of [tumors?]
Never been full of myself, call me foolish
But that humble pie keep my skin clear, can't lose it
Got a lot up on the line, that's not a drug reference
I keep it cool but where I'm from they got a thug preference
Can't leave without the bait, I say I'm from Memphis
They say "Oh First 48?" Y'all tripping
Catch me later in my dolo - my thinking cap is Polo
My sneakers the same ones my mama told me no for
Remember that pocket change mane I let it grow bro
Shoe box fertilizer with the Nike logo, it's on the low though
Thinking how should I put on for the people I know
Trying to fit a thousand words up in every photo
So they remember me right
Often I pass on the liquor to remember the nights
Wake up, reminisce, last show, first kiss
First child, I'mma tell him 'bout the Black presidents
How they let us out of school when the Trade Center fell
Show him a cassette so he ask what the hell
I'mma tell him that's my heart and soul
We stayed together 'til the day I met this microphone
She let me get into the mids plus the high and lows
But one thing she never said was "I gotta go"
You gotta roll?

[Hook]