Tru$pok - It's a Me Thing [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I keep it real on a level you’ll never understand
You say lifes not a movie? I see is a camera and cast
It’s the director and producer I’ll take pleasure in kicking their ass
Because everyone is just extra to the moment we clash

It's so outrageous how contagious this infections turnt out make us
All these babies making babies young mind out right going crazy

Babies are crying for daddy and mommies out getting laid
Pushin em off on your parents, not a way they should be raised

I'm truly fucking sorry if I come off as passive aggressive
It's just how I reflect that makes you feel so damn recessive
So damn egoistic you can’t take the second to taste impressive
It’s an artist’s burden to be a narcissist
A feeling that never dies a demon that never hides
Resistance is must reasons why I will not comply
Depictions of no trust fake friends and foul lies

You think that I’m crazy, it’s all good atleast I’m not evil
You say that I’m different I see about twenty of the same people
Individual yeah jealous and hateful maybe I judge
But never am I fake bro

Money over bitches corrupts our men to wanna get paid
We live in a nation that breaks woman at a young age

They will yearn for the crowd just to burn on the stage
They will Forfeit their dignity for the spot to be praised

I’m Sorry for the inconvenience I most likely will be replaced
My Apologies for disobedience it’s only how I was enslaved

In a country with the sweet illusion of diversity
Where there is no army, just universities training mercenaries

You have no idea, how much weight we have to carry here
It’s not like you care about the sleight we are barring here

You have no idea what fucking happen to my head man
Act like you care but really you don’t even dare man


People are stupid, you give them fire and they throw rocks atcha
And mock atcha, they don’t cop whicha, won't flock whitcha
Let alone stomp which ya, They’d rather push you back
And put a block on ya

Let me tell you something about Psychos
They’re also psychologists
Everything we do is history and anthropology
Twist your fucking mind harder than a head fuck
Make you think your free in this world but you’ll forever stuck

Trapped in the system, nothing special
Just another color out the prism
We all on different levels
Don’t you see it the struggle is real, even for me
I pursue at this art to get out of hell and always believe

You say we like it’s a me thing as if it were anyone else it would be a he thing
It’s only a we thing cuz you’re the center of the me thing
But let’s make you the he thing
And Only then can you know the nature to the me thing