Vivekverma - Sick time [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro
Sometime i feel like caught up inside a circle with a cloud of doubts
Everytime i try to walk up its seem black out and the proud keep fallin down
That makin me to self loathing my reflection and i wonder how
To figure it out

Verse 1
I never got the feelin to be healing
Wake up in the morning , thinkin pain is swellin
Every other freakin thaught, vile and odd ,makin me awfully fearing
Yeaaah everyday i wake in nightmare ,and i hear
In everywhere , affair with an evil its not fair its i hear in all air
I think m loosin my mindstake
Everyday m lookin for the hope but heartbrake
M gonna skate with that and spate that i hate cus its all fate
People who ever did offend me ,crush ya like pill in my hand
And to the fair weather friend m offhand ,cuz ya like a dead plant
In my hand

Now imma attackin anybody hapenin
In my way , imma mappin out em' in a offstage
Beat em' up then hoppin with em in a freeway
Causin mayem ,backdays was like a stressed days
Gettin myself off of the cage , its makin me dead weight
I was surrouded by the visious circle ,nothin i coud say its today
Yeasterday is over and my mind say
Keep walkin in a line like a jet array
Some stone come arround and stumblin the way
Chorus
God m loosin sanity ,this is my reality
Walkin on the ground lossin gravity ,its a tragedy

Verse 2nd
Off the cuff to the verse m starrk raving
And loosin my mind can't even write a decent rhyme
Plus i remind the nickel and dime like m havin a bad time
That come back everytime
This is all about me and i hate it though
What kinda sophistry m having in row
They backstabbin ,in the cabin , they nappin and crappin
Make me laughin though
Dropin and droppin every lyrcs ayo
Hopin on the beat , make it flow
Like a rowdy ,superman this is vivk and here i go ---
Take it off critics sissy joke ,with the music m overdose
Back to the lab when i grab the mic ,it was chaotic plus there was gettin choked

Imma practically stagnant as monks but when it comes to my proud
Then imma come around like a black cloud and rain shroud and kick the doubt
And to the unfasionable backstabber imma fashionable rap turd
Lovable like cannibal to ya fuggin fags and anibal
Imma mysticly kick the ballistic and my justice is critics cannibiltic
Its not simple static when i blow gasket ,a drastic


Chorus
God m loosin sanity ,this is my reality
Walkin on the ground lossin gravity ,its a tragedy
Outro
We keep descend in often time
But you bettter paint the fact in the mind to not ever let up
Get up and strut in your way and kick the every bullshit that come across ur way
To keep walkin in a line