Wes Blak - Inside the mind of: [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Uh, bout tired of this nigga shit
Fed up with misery, trying to take us out of it
He'll be out of it, his elevator don't reach the top floor
He's pissing me off complaining 'bout stress and these dumb whores
Known this nigga since, back in the gap
I mean like, way back since we was shopping in baby GAP
Wearing baby hats and sipping out them silly straws
Inseparable, me and him were two pea's, one pod
Now its just like uh, one pea, no pod
No god can stop what I’m about to do, what I’m about to do
Its justifiable, I mean... I’m doing him a favour
If you could feel what I'm feeling its like we're from the same neighbour
He's on a Road of destruction, I gotta set up a dead end
Sad to see I’m about to kill my brethren... Nah
More like my best friend... I'm bout to kill my best friend

[Hook]

Inside the mind of a maniac, the mind of a maniac
The mind of a maniac
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
You're now inside, the mind of a maniac
The mind of a maniac, the Mind of maniac
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
You're now inside, the mind of a maniac

[Verse 2]
Jotting our plans, pacing the floor
Rubbing my head, turning in circles, fall to the floor
Crying and raging, I hope I don’t regret this
This act of violence about to be selfish
Embellish his body with trinkets, blood stains and some cut marks
Or maybe just do it quick, off with a buckshot?
One shot, one kill, but it feels like one and a half
Or maybe I'll just eat a snickers and laugh?
Let his family find him with a note attached
Tell him not to cry he's better off on his back
Meanwhile, I’m gone too. Lost in a void
I'm a Ghost now, I ain’t got no cops to avoid
Wander in the land of the lost and found my exit
I think the kitchen knife’s the best murder weapon
So now I’m gripping the blade, preparing to take him away
No more of a wait, I'm a do it today...

[Hook]
Inside the mind of a maniac, the mind of a maniac
The mind of a maniac
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
You're now inside, the mind of a maniac
The mind of a maniac, the Mind of maniac
Welcome to the mind of a maniac

[Verse 3]
Caught this nigger staring off in the mirror
Saw my reflection seems like he knew what I was here for
Closed his eyes real tightly, tears slowly roll down
Back against the wall, slowly slides until the ground;
Weeping and I’m starting to feel some pity
But fuck it, I gotta cut him his life is too shitty
Put the blade to his face, just a taste, a little pain
So he can have a rush, when I hit his vain
Blade to wrist, then I slit, then he felt a quick release
Now he's slowly off to sleep this nigga bout to rest in peace
He's seeping out and he uses his last bitta strength
To pick up the phone...
And he dialed it....

[Woman]
9-1-1 what is your emergency?

[Wes Blak]
I just cut my wrist.... Attempted suicide... Please

[Woman]
Sir? Sir?? Please apply pleasure to the wounded area
Hello, Sir?

[Voice]
You're too late