Verb - Find My Way [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I never started on the bench, always started at the point
Play the straight forward, make your pick and roll a joint
Call a joint from the Heights, spit right, make sure she come quickly
Touchy touchy fouls, now the game chippy
Now these lames diss me, cause they brain miss me
I ain’t tryna be bait, I know the game fishy
Swimming with the sharks, mind spinning in the dark
Funny, rappers lose respect but they winning on the charts
What’s the math? Tell the whole world of my wrath
Take a bath to be clean, make my path to be King
Hailing from the Lower Deck, haters hear the flow respect
Sail my boat with no regrets, save the most, blow the rest
I’m smart, plant a seed with my thought, watch it grow correct
Since my rookie season I always wanted to show the vets
That I belong here, my team strong here
I'm tryna find my way, that’s why I grind today
So tomorrow be a better place, debt erased
Letter V for Vendetta, it’s the God, say your grace
Bless your food and wash the hands that you eat with
Close your eyes and watch the dreams that you sleep with

[Verse 2]
My eyes chinky cause I’m part Asian, plus the bud working
Old man a funny man that’s why his son smirking
Always aware cause it’s rare when no guns lurking
All the doubters think I can’t make it, none certain
Can’t be positive when I overcome all the negatives
Shit happens, mindstate tentative
Mind stay sensitive to all my niggas and my relatives
God give me strength, these women argumentative
I ain’t about the games, though I confess I’m competitive
League leader, leaders chose me as representative
So when I take my shots, believe they come consecutive
Pop a sedative; lay lyrical law executive

[Verse 3]
In the dark without a flashlight, somebody need to flash light
If you think my answer wrong, maybe you ain’t ask right
Ladies need to act right, fellas need to stash right
I must have done something glorious in my past life
Cause in this one, I got the gift of gab
Kisses to the Mrs., I always miss the lab
Scars from the battlefield, picking on the scab
When I hit 'em with the hook, it wasn’t cause I missed the jab
I choose how to live, cause life give me choices
So ima kill the game, and claim I heard voices
My name ring bells, my presence make noises
On beat or acapella, go ahead and pick your poison
My head is so poised it’s, ready for the storm
My heart is so cold it’s, ready for the warm
My mind so abnormal, I ain’t steady with the norm
My shot is looking good, cause I’m steady with the form
Raise a glass to the past, it made me who I am
My ways amass all the mass, promise take you to the land
Too low to find my way, too high to wonder why
I know I touched this place somewhere in another time