Uncommon Nasa - Pasta w/ Butter [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Most cats never know times like these
Counting degrees on a thermostat
Ironic Good Times that's really wack
Once again the roaches back
Close the drawer so you won't see em
Fumigation house-tent, no where to go
In the flow steps flea infection
Where they come from, nobody gets it
Itchy head to toe, rashes low
Emerge red from the bed, something to be said
For this low rent, makes no sense, it's nonsense
The worst apartment in the projects
But hidden in a burb
Garbage dump pumps fuming
Existence is in ruin
But we got, we got, we got, we got, we got

Pasta with Butter
Prepared by my Mother
Those Ronzoni sweet shells
Know Mom's only meant well
(4x)

My whole existence is a question mark
Rise from bed to start
Another tussle, backwards hustle
Never breakfast in this bustle
Milk increases muscle
But more importantly it's part of a free lunch
Done packed a bunch of coupons so I can eat stuff
3 fried nuggets, avoid the fish one
French bread made it happen for me son
Return home to empty cupboards, still never discovered
How those roaches got up in that closed jar of peanut butter
We got options, tuna fish a secondary dish
TV Dinners are for winners
Buried in the freezer is frozen pizza or chopped meat
Might sleep, with hunger
But never that cuz, we got, we got, we got, we got

Pasta with Butter
Prepared by my Mother
Those Ronzoni sweet shells
Know Mom's only meant well
(4x)