Spose - God Damn [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Spose]
The first time I got arrested
I was higher than the gas price
5 0 rolled with some flashlights, that's life
I was in cuffs laughing, laughing
Like: "Whatever homie, you know bullshit happens"
And I swore man that would be the last time
Crime can't become a past time of mine now
But a month later cops busted through the locked door
And found a qp up in the sock droor
And now I'm four charges deep can't sleep
And you know plus I ain't got layed in 3 weeks
Straight depressed
No checks
Mic cable round my neck
Like I'll chill with the devil
What the heck
No sweat
I'm going mental and I'm chattering my dentals
Cause these teachers used to tell me I had so much potential
But now
Shut down
Smoker alcoholic life
Ryan's got me applyin on dropping up out of college
Deuce court dates in late may
Just great
Can't wait to get substancially financially raped
Man I used to be invincible
Like fuck you to the principle
But now I'm not sensible
God damn

[Hook]
God damn
Right when they cuff my hands
God damn
When I testify or take the stand
God damn
I seriously can't afford this man
God damn
It's got me scheming on a master plan

[Verse 2: Spose]
So you know I rolled in the court
Rooster o clock in two different socks
Mad bitches with speeding tickets was kicking it
The courtroom was crickets
My hearts pounding like the bass in your civic
And I'm tripping like please have mercy on my soul
I mean I only had a weed filled bowl
Oh no
Misdemeanors got my mom reaching for Kleenex
And I don't want my dad to know
So yo it's like
God damn as they call me to the stand
And I entered the chamber like the Wu-Tang Clan
I plead my case but the judge barely budge
I've been trudged through the mud since I met my boys drugs
I realize I've gotta nip tuck my ways
I ain't Dave Chapelle
Rick James rich bitch hey
I gotta rearrange priorities and even more importantly and horribly
Ease off the Heineken's and forestry
Cause back when I had lights up on my sneakers
I was eager to be a leader with my voice up on the speakers
But now I'm losing confidence
My life no longer positive
I mean I wasn't conscious of the consequence
Bumming I was like off the wall like paint chips
Not thinking, drinking, banging, endangering, and feeling anguish
Slipping as a convict
Tripping taking bong rips
And doing all the wrong shit

[Second Hook]
God damn
Right when they cuff my hands
God damn
When I testify or take the stand
God damn
I seriously can't afford this man
God damn
It's got me scheming on a master plan

[Verse 3: Spose]
So yo it's been two years now
I ain't completely stop
Weed stinking, beer drinking
I don't fuck with the cops now
I mellowed out
I'm more intelligent now
As apposed to the old Spose up in the felony crowd
It's like fuck that
I cut back a lot for sure
I'm hanging in there like nuts sacks in boxer shorts
I'm not going to court
I'm still repping F-4s
Still Spizzy Spizzy Spose
Baby catch me on tour
God damn