Young Don - Self Infliction [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Young Don]
Yea, hopefully what I say is gonna fit with but whatever

[Chorus]
Too much thinking
I needa stop all this thinking
Before it cost me some damage
It'll probably be self inflicted
I know that I should be happy
But stressin from how i'm living
Someone should come out and help me
Before there's some self infliction (X2)

[Verse 1: Young Don]

I been thinking
I'm constantly over thinking
Bout all the nonsense I've heard
Is it me that has been drinking
I know this isn't your business
My business is your interest
Take time and just sit and listen
I'm tryna be something different
And different is how I'm living
Dealing with all these gangs
Oh, they want me to stay
Tryna be something better
I'm Looking for better days
Know that this isn't so much
Talking bout such n such
The weed will help you connect
You needa get you a dutch
Smoking no more no higher
Damn, think I lost my lighter
Im Tryna become a fighter
A fighter that knows his limit
Not tryna be all so timid
They ask me just how I did it
I learn from the self infliction
Afflicting is how I did it

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Young Don]

They tell me to do the dishes
And this shit is how I'm feeling
I feel it I'm feeling heated
The damage is self inflicted
My brain woke up hit the switch and
I start thinking so different
Different is what I vision
I had make some revisions
Renovate on my building
Tryna build an empire
See myself as a totem
I told them I'd spit some fire
Roll one before I vent it
I vented and then got higher
This here is not my real story
My story isnt required
That's all they really gon' get
If it's fans I try to acquire

[takes puffs]

[Verse 3: Young Don]

Real quick
Smoked one and now I'm faded
Just started already Jaded
Already shocked that I made it
Some music for you to take in
Teaching my younger brother
No sister Just me and mother
No father figure no other
My level rising another
But there's still more to come
Tryna find me a name
Before I reach number one
That spot taken by everyone
I guess Everyone is my son
I'm Connecting with the music
I Never thought it'd be done
Use to leave it and then lose it
But then i thought of the funds
Sometimes this shit is confusing
I use to only write just for fun
At least I'm being so honest
I'm tryna come off as modest
Someone should pay me my homage
I'm tryna be like Muhammad
Chill, I never thought I was Jordan
But soon you'll hear me recording on everything I been hoarding
I been holding the crown
But you see me wearing it now
I never cared for the sound
When Ya niggas try to copy me
I' was playing around

Too much thinking
I needa stop all this thinking
Before it cost me some damage
It'll probably be self inflicted
I know that I should be happy
But stressin from how i'm living
Someone should come out and help me
Before there's some self infliction