The Royalisle - S.C.F.D.D.S [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Sir Matthew]
It keeps me grinding for a better day

[Verse 1: Sir Matthew]
Really I'm vexed out, really I'm stressed out
Really I'm in need of a blessing, maybe all I need is a weapon
Really I don't need any reverend or psychiatrist
We all got problems bitch, it's part of life
Paradise is a mental thing
I'm losing my brain tryna find mines
So is she
So are you
So is he
So are we
So we are
Getting drunk, doing drugs, try to live life like a superstar
Rich kids with a million friends
But we all know that they fakers
Know my best buds ain't in it for the paper
But I keep the best buds in my Raw papers

[Hook: Sir Matthew, CUPIDO, Odie The Poet]
Getting high when I'm feeling low
It keeps me grinding for a better day
That's why we smoking on that
Supercalifragilisticdefinatelythedopestshit
Dopest shit, dopest shit, dopest shit, dopest shit
Supercalifragilisticdefinatelythedopestshit
Dopest shit, dopest shit, dopest shit, dopest shit

[Verse 2: CUPIDO]
We're broken people all we do is break people
It's fucked up but everything remains equal
Stay puffin on amnesia, we've all got our own reasons
Going through our own seasons
Rain clouds keep our grass greener, green grass means that I'm leaning
And I'm fine for the night
I'm just waiting for the countdown, soon as I come down
I'm gon way way way back back back, oh my God
Maybe I can't sleep, maybe I miss the feeling
Maybe I miss the dreaming, maybe I don't wanna feel shit
Either way we keep the spliff lit


[Outro: Odie The Poet]
Getting high when I'm feeling low
Keeps me grinding for a better day