Trevor the Trashman - The Pyramid [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Top of the food chain rapper with a rat tail
King sanitation Trevor the Trash Male
Murderous assassins harassment and blackmail
How you think I made it in the game? It's a rat tale
Never made a black belt, you don't wanna fight me
Top of the pyramid only ants I see
Top of the pyramid and the man's underneath
Top of the pyramid and I dance on these motherfuckers
Big black boots and I stomp so loud
Yelling fuck the neighbors take a dump in they house
Ain't saying shit take a dump in they mouths
Only bad lines take a bump and I'm out
Porterhouse steak and a side of fries
The fries better be cooked in duck fat
Carpaccio of kudu, jamon crudo, suck my nutsack
On the lower level might not be starving
But they still eat nothing but scraps
Regurgitated raps over booms and claps not worth a bus pass
Hows that view from under me?
The dirty undergarments and the dungarees
And yeah the scraps might make you think you're full
But the scraps will leave you hungry
And when you see food that's delicious
Eating seafood off the dock
I'm just cheffing up my dishes and you see dude up the block
You take your orders from an old man, and a jewish man in Boston
They ordered up soft serve
And you served it with chocolate sauce bitch

[Hook]
Haven't been impressed in a while
Heard the same stories with a hundred different spellings
And the story tellers aren't saying nothing
Gotta hate another motherfucker tryna make it
And that pyramid is super sized super tall and super wide
Pyramid is super sized super tall and super wide (x4)

[Verse 2]
I don't understand so so
I don't understand blah blah
The status quo is so off the mark
You need to re-evaluate your top 5
I got Big Pun in mine, Ghostface in mine, 3K in no particular order
Tired of the topic, conversation is over
Fucked the rap game and I gave it a daughter
I ain't even tryna be a rapper
I don't care enough about the rap game
I see a lot of people running in a rat race
And there's a lot of people lacking in imagination
The internet came and it caught you napping
Damn I hate change but it's gotta happen
Lot of headaches and a lot of aspirin
Scribble your namesake on a napkin
And throw it in the fire with the rest of the matches
That's kindling. You won't find me on your kindle bitch
You will find me at the apex
Permanently perched in your tape deck
The pyramid is where I plot world domination
Cooking up crack and I'm not in an apron
View looking good from the top and I made it

[Hook]