The-Indifference - Death To The Loser [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: The Indifference]
My father hated me, I was just being myself with a soul so golden
Always folden (folding)
I get angry, I get depressed, I keep it all bottled up
I'm still trapped inside my head, trying to figure out who I am or what is my purpose
No horoscope can tell me who I am or what is my focus
Death might not seem appealing but it's what I'm feeling
I swear I'm a good kid, it's just when this niggas name comes to mind my thoughts get evil
I reach inside my pocket and grip my knife, shits about to get illegal
You fuckers medicate while I sit here and meditate
Getting enlightened, some might consider me frightened
But what the fuck are you without the substance?
Just a nigga in need of some justice
Ignorant fuckers take everything as a trend
How about I stick my knife up your rear end and make that your friend
I knew I was a faggot