Victorious V.I.C - Closer To My Dreams [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)
Mr. Papi; pure confidence
Plan on maintaining dominance & prominence
Shoot up quickly, 6 foot 1
It’s all fun, but rules are enforced strictly

Ex girls have moved on; rightfully so
I’m after this new girl but I’m still friendzoned
I need something to point out the fact
That this gentleman behavior is the furthest from an act

This is not a tool to get attention or attract
If you think that I’m a fraud, well that thought is inexact
Well” fuck you” to the bad manner owner
From this crappy glamour, proper grammar loner

Second place is often the learned lesson place
But now it’s become a goal; good enough’s fine for present days
Barely starting but going through that legends phase
Ever since I started writing 4 rated essays

I’m being a complimenter; kinda like a verb phrase
You guys probably didn’t realize my mistake because of your absurd ways
My favorite wrestler is Triple-H, so that pedigree is my defense
I’m burying everybody so let the hating commence

I’m trying to rhyme with common sense
But that might have some people on the fence
Can’t keep still like Big E; because I’m always busy
You better bank on me

To be the one of the only people that you ain’t gon’ see
Who wears fancy clothing or smell the stank on me
I always keep it simple & because I’m drug free
That’s just the type of person that is V.I.C

I’m not scared of y’all
Go ahead & mock me whenever I bare it all
Because I’m skinny, kinda weak, head’s square, & tall
Whenever you’re ready to catch, I’ll be there to fall

Summer 14; only thing that I’m popping
Are tarts & corn; I’m not like those on the molly
But there will still be girls; not just the bass is dropping
All these teenagers partying & acting folly

Yeah I got other options
But I’d rather go party than stay at the house
Go to see where Maggie’s at
And play a game of cat & mouse

Compliment her hair & smile
And compliment her smashing blouse
But I won’t get my hopes up
I already know what would happen now

I promise damn it, I’m gonna do it
Because I don’t think that I blew it
I just wanna sit around with my friends
And say that I got Baby & I knew it

But there was everything to it
Writing you poems till my pen was out of fluid
The sharpie pen has no ink; all the words were flowing
We danced to “I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing”, so I won’t blink

(Hook: Andreena Mill)
Closer to my dreams
I’m getting higher; yeah, I feel it in my sleep
I said I’m getting higher, yeah; and closer to my dreams
Sometimes it feels like I’ll never move on
Closer to my dreams


(Verse 2)
I took a long walk around my hood in the D
Thinking about life & how time has passed
How I’m about to go to college at Pan-American
Will I be able to last? Or will it fly by fast?

Too many lights, not enough switches
One thing this party could use is more…..Kanye Asada
Yeah. You know what I meant
Got a lot of messages that haven’t been sent

Chat box pop out
Other girls locked out
Never said anything
That I couldn’t talk out

Jammin’ with my Souls on
Boys from the Backstreet
Or Drake on that Thank Me
Later or Just Hold On

Yoga time, I told her I’mma
Make her mine ‘cause ella es mi unica dama
Plus I hit it off with her momma
I know her on a first name basis; no more “como se llama?”

And this the realest that I’ve ever been
Chasing Maggie but I doubt that I will never win
Hey ya, I’m on my worst behavior
I’m allergic to failure; it’s just not in my nature

Anticipated like Dre’s “Detox”
Only difference is you’ll be alive when you hear me drop
Clobberin’ time, Hammer time, show time, overtime
I don’t need a watch; the time is now or never