TripOne - Ali Tomineek Cypher (Round 2) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
I'm a beat boxer, Mayweather of kicks and snares
If you talking 'bout my number of hits, you can't compare
Don't approach me like my homie if you wasn't always there
Looking at me like a rookie, but I guess you're not aware
I've been online a long time and I ain't logging off yet
Asking 'bout my first round, the bars got you offset
Quad entendres, a poet and a prophet
But don't mistake my softness, Trip is still a bomb threat
My brother's on that honor roll
Me, I'm at these artist shows
Sorry mom, I'm not a scholar
But just look how hard I flow
Balling like I'm Hardaway or Harden on these hardwood floors
Sacrificed my life all for this game, now that's martyrdom
I'm surrounded by that grass like a garden gnome
Found the snakes, now I'm weeding them out
Check my numbers, all I see now is increasing amounts
Making sure no one will ever have a reason to doubt
I'm the reason for droughts, bring the heat that would start it
But Mick Jenkins taught me that my town's in need of some water
If you want to know the hottest, I'll be simple and honest
I'm not trying to egg you on, I'm just saying that I'm lit
Nothing less than exceptional, I end the foes
But I never got arrested, though
Serve it up like a restaurant
If it's the best you want, then don't stress, I got it
Looking so extra fly, wearing that vest and tie
Girl, I'm a special guy, maybe you're next in line
Better hope that you don't get denied
(I'm so upper echelon)