Woody - Complex [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1: Brandon Comstock)
What's this life for me? Like, please bro, will you write for me?
Living spitefully in a world of greed, I need food, clothes, and a place to sleep
But don't mind me, I'm a nobody. Got an eye for eye, but I'm no Gandhi
So I guess I'm blind, can't see the hate. But I hear them talk, let them conversate
Cause, this is our life livin'. Let them jaw break like I'm Ed on a mission
Positives and negatives attract, so I'll go, find a pessimist I guess to waste the rest of my soul
But fuck that, I defy the laws. Rather government or science, I define the cause
In a fractured world, let me wrap the gauze. Ain't no coefficient out there gonna solve this
Am I a problem yet? No cash, I'mma call collect.
Got no respect, fame neglect. I'm complex with no introspect, shit
If my life was a topic, ignorance would always be my first option.
Like, no caution when I walk in, just a real dumb kid who ruins lives when I clock in
But this is Grand Blanc, I mean it's Great White when you translate
Everyday might bring stupid ho's, with a douchebag in some stupid clothes
But I make it work, live and learn. Blank page for my greater scheme
Yeah, life hurts, but you'll escape the worst. Just close your eyes and make believe
DROP

(Hook: Woody)
-if you ain't goin big then dont go at all
-rather get it hard then tumble down soft
-if you want real, show em how you feel
-just a bunch of complex niggas standin tall
-just go and show the world that you tryna go do it
-you gotta stay commited and you gotta go through it
-if you want real, show em how you feel
-just a bunch of complex niggas flyin to it

[(Verse 2: Woody)]
-got my dre beats on, still tryna write lyrics
-bout to finish this song with a complex spirit
-lookin in my context, tryna get big
-pay real close attention cause you gotta go hear it
-fear it, leer it, intake my dose of knowledge
-they say all the bigs in life went to college
-but thats a damn lie, mufus asking why
-people prayin to the gods and asking to the sky
-life is a difficult time just murder in disguise
-thats fine, anything in life is a crime
-be a dime, someday the wind will blow your chimes
-be patient take your time, and just let death take its time
-all these sayings on freedom in this world are fuckin lies, bitch
-got all these mufus who always straight ranting on me
-standin on freeze, camping please bitch ass niggas take they chances on me
-they can't even see, the prodigy within, go for the win
-hypocrit niggas prayin hard throwin sins
-still mufus actin sober when its over
-but the karma in the presence done hooked you in the chin
-and you know this shit ain't over when i got my drink for closure
-the ignoring ain't a workin so i take my sip of gin
-got all these bitches saying its the wrong thing to do
-that doesnt matter when the liquor starts bleeding trough my skin
-and you think that your impenitrable, ur drink is inseperable
-im here now let em know, times up ready go
-you know i keep a steady flow, but you wack goons ain't ready though, done

(hook)