Torae - Say Grace [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Cold winters posted on block corners
Pushing product to make it a hot summer
Giving little thought to the risk the spot coming with
Focused on the kitchen the pans & pots rumbling
Bread winner out getting that bread
Dinner on the table fore my younging get in the bed
Fuck the DTs, the DEA the captain & FEDS
Newly married to the game but shit I'm happily wed
I put time in, overtime grinding
Unminded shining, y'all was reclining
I was reminded that the lyrics that prompt the rewinding
Rarely ever get that prime time spin
I gotta get it fore the ending
Leave a will so they can spend it
Though this wasn't my intention
Niggas pushed me to the limit
I guess this my repentance for the time I ignored
And sat down to break bread with out thanking the Lord

So when they read my obituary
Let it state that this nigga Tor was a visionary
More dictionary in rhyme than pictionary
Photo finished penning while they shit was blurry
I had to scurry due to worries that the clock ain't waiting for me
Like the doctor said the time I had is less than what's before me
Predestined to be buried sooner than I had wished
So whatever time is left I spent pursuing a dish
In a quest to fill up my palate the balance was missed
Looking at a full bowl but my soul was remiss
And though you know its a gift striving to holding a grip
When you get to Gods blessing you can almost forget