The Cool Quest - ThoughtCrimes [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: The Cool Quest]
Now I spent my life taking orders
Conforming within these borders
Worship Lord that may not exist, still I persist
To follow rules, well that's what I used to do
Now it's usual to catch me smoking blunts outside my old school
Used to be old school, thought it was so cool
Then I found forging new paths ain't have bad
Said I was mad, I took that resentment as inspiration
Created and elevated now they tell me I'm the greatest
Like now what do I do? Pop Murlo in ghetto hallways
Break onto roofs, toss the bottle off, match and gas, Molotov
Rebelling, Dylanesque hoodlum, features the freak shit
My peaks are forever peeking in studios on the weekend
Wisdom be leaking like rusted pipes with holes
But my logic is sealed tight within margins in compositions
Where I craft compositions about bitches forever bitchin'
Niggas forever riffin', still I'm forever gifted

[Hook: John Lennon]
She's well aquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane x4

[Verse 2: The Cool Quest]
They go outdoors when I go southpaw
Lights on me, I be blinded whenever I'm reminded
Of everything I endured, never again I assure you
Be sure you can stand the rain, no umbrellas, you hella lame
Let me truth ya, I'm Martin Luther, but they ain't take me out
I pulled my yopper and clapped em
Vibe like I was straight outta Compton, but I'm straight outta Fordham
They're like, "bless your soul", I'm like, "it's nothing major"
Look at me like a stranger when I enter my building
Suave-illy with my locs on, mega faded no joke son
I'm bout to rock knots on these drunk blood clots
"Blood clot, from meh born meh bad breed" yeah whatever nigga
Staring at pictures of people I can't stand on Facebook
I wanna slam my phone into like a million pieces
Rollin' up leaves, hoes sucking me like leeches
Cold for this like anemics, don't like me bitch lick my penis
And suck my semen
[Hook]