$MARCx - Orientation [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

SEX! AND DRUGS! . . . . . . Now that we have your attention we may resume to the regularly scheduled program: TABOOSandCLICHES. Thank you

Orientationnnnn!
On the real tip, girl you got me tripping! Probably cuz of all that baggage you got in your trunk
But see, unlike all these other dudes, I ain't finna put on no front
This is ME BABY! One of a kind, Yea I know you were around LONG before my time
But still you age like fine wine
Pure like water fresh from a stream, but never the mainstream!
If I had a time machine, I'd go back...Back before all the Instagram likes, and twitter fame
The simple thangs make me reminisce! I liked you MORE when you were innocent, like you never had sex before
But I still like you...like a metaphor, I just can't figure you out...can't quite put my finger on you
See most women get caught up in the money, glamour, and whatever's popular...But it's something deeper about you
Are you a cliche? Or are you a taboo? Judging by the gang affiliation tattoo on your FLESH
I can tell that you bad news...But YET! You keep pulling me closer...something so provocative
They say it's better to be seen and not heard, but you just the opposite
Cuz Even when I can't see you, I'm satisfied to hear your voice and just listen
They say the two of us will never last, and for that reason I remain persistent
I hope we never go our separate ways
The same way which you were born, your beauty shines best in its natural form: NAKED. Yeah that's a lil X-rated
But like the kids today say, I'm just keepin it G
You got sex appeal, and I ain't talking about a pill when I say, when we connect its pure ecstasy
You take me on a natural high, my Afrodisiac
So I guess it's only right that I give you a contact in return that you can reach me at, dig that
I know you heard some things about me, but don't believe the source!
Why don't we get together and let Mother Nature take it's course?
And if we happen to plant a seed, I WILL BE a worthy father
Because I'll be damned if I leave that job to Uncle Sam, no m'aam
Hell if I could sing, I'd probably write you an R&B song....get my D'Angelo on....yea right
Sing you a song, my niggas would clown me if I did that...

© $MARCx 2013