SLR - Rat Race [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Supply the world with cards and notes
Watch how the market grow, and
How the population be under dark control
Need a classic, restart it like a mechanic
It's not magic, we're all 'average'
Copped a few dandy bags from the candy man
But we had to dash, but I won't describe the scene
Last polar shift was before the pleistocene
But those who believe me are a dying breed
I'll show you history like I got a time machine
Starving because they decide who they decide to feed
Stay steady boys, watch how we start war and the
Western join, I listen to my own special noise
Cymatics, driven by my seven points
You'll dismiss it and say oh 'what a shame'
And a few will see the truth and say 'no fuckin' way'
Horus just tells us we're free, unrestrained
But understates that religion makes brothers hate
A few drink, dismiss it and have another ale
I'd tell you bout gangs but that's another tale

[Verse 2]
Make love but I needn't use no mistletoe
See how my opinion flows, this could be the
Illest quote, it comes from inside, I'm indigo
And it'll show, so my friends be patient
The higher powers are the ones who breed hatred
They're the real racists, don't try be me
Be a free agent, I ain't perfect, I need my
Teeth straightened, but that's the least blatant
My style's advanced, got views of a psychopath
In love with Mary Jane just like Spiderman
Ain't a Rockstar and don't deliver Max Payne
I'm in this rap game but fuck these damn games
You're stuck in the rat race, keep talking 'bout
Time and patience, waiting, you can wait
Living in a world where pushing crack pays
And if you don't deliver on the exact days
Then you'll get flattened like pancakes

[Verse 3]
Educated to be faced with an event occasioned
To help awaken my inner spirit, I'm gettin naked
Unraveling the mystery it's your entertainment
But let me say, every statement, revelation
Need itself enabled a celebration
Best part is, you're self created, I see it
I'm hella' faded - and that's the statement
You wishing for material write a Christmas list
Or you fucked so many bitches, you got syphilis
Watch how my spirit lift, watch it spin with
A twist, I'm a little pissed, and I ain't
Talking from the liqour mix