Uncle Sam - The Learning (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Ayo I eat, breathe, sleep, shit 16s
Step to the plate & pitchers try an switch their teams
Cuz they know I'm straight bombin on em
Callin shots- Babe Ruth, Nostradamus solemn
Hand to the sky
Finger pointin stogie hangin out my mouth to the side
Votes are in I got the scouts on my side
#1 draft pick no doubt
Call me the sultan of swing, the colossus of clout
I can guess what all the talk is about
Spittin sick, a flu shot in my mouth
Uncle Sam- I'll drop a bomb on your house
Crib, cottage, cave, whatever
Live from the 21st, while ya stuck in some other era
Guerilla type Che Guevara
The game Hussein reigning with terror
Remain the same, calm amongst the napalm bombs
Kids listen up you better hide the songs from your moms
Or have her sweatin my dick like a pair of some long johns
In the middle of the summer, wow what a bummer
Tell her to hit the net, send me a pic and her number
Three w's dot thirdrailrecords
I told y'all this is chess, why you still playin checkers?
I was hot out the gate since they were wavin the checkered
But the race never ends an you gotta respect it
You leave the track somebody jumps on in the back
Just do the math, ain't goin' nowhere if you can't add or subtract
Ya'll better come to your senses
For there's one less rapper in the mothafuckin census
Pro passer, pick apart your defenses
When I'm comin through better make way at the entrance
I got a show to do, got a riot to start
Give a fuck bout climbin the charts
There's other ways of leavin my mark
Plus I flow so heavy might as well go get you an ark
That's what I'm talking bout
Oh so biblical
On stage perform miracles
Turnin water into wine to whiskey
I'm back mother fuckers- any ya'll miss me?
And don't attempt testing the squad
I got the wrath of the old testament God
Your whole perspective is flawed
Showin symptoms of a baby shake
You verse me, that's like a tremor to a Haiti quake
Not even maybe safe
I'm the smack talk mascot
Countin down until blast off
Uncle Sam- you should know if you don't
When it comes to the dope I be the first with the quotes
Rap dirty I'm allergic to soap
Hear my notes coast to coast
But first I'm proposing a toast
And then I'm headin to the open bar
You know my style kid I'm hotter than a stolen car
Which I should probably whip straight to the dentist
Cuz I been spittin so hard I'm about to need dentures
I rap for the dudes on the benches
Who knew if they could get some minutes
The whole game would be finished
History books, my name up in it
Actually in this age of new media
Probably get stuck with just a wikipedia
Whatever, talk shit I still ether ya
Internet rappers I'm ctrl alt deletin ya
Ya whole camp is misleadin ya
Cuz they ain't nothing but yes men
So please stay outta my section
And move in another direction
Lookin like a lemming
Old news like Peter Jennings