YT Triz - Intro (Dysfunctional) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Dysfunctional
Bring you in my world
This shit’s truer than True TV, nigga
Yea, YT Triz

[Verse 1]
Mama, don’t cry, dry your eyes
I know a lot of niggas been planning my demise
I know the enemy’s gonna show up in the skies
But I done seen a nigga with my own two eyes (death!)
And nigga, I’m the rose ‘t grew through the concrete
Meaning I ain’t fittin’ ‘o accept no defeat
If you’re a real nigga then them ends gon’ meet
I’ve got a couple ‘o kids and they all gotta eat
‘Cause I remember Thanksgiving, we ain’t even eat
Halloween, we ain’t get a motherfucking treat
The Holidays came, nigga we ain’t have a tree
My whole fucking family ’s depending on me
I pray to God, why’s the devil preying on the weak?
I pray to God all o’ my enemies go to sleep
I pray to God, please take a nigga out o’ the streets
Put my Mama in the crib and my brother on his feet
I thank the Lord for the day I grabbed a pen and paper
The only way I’m really taking out them frustrations
I’m trying to make some good out o’ a bad situation
When I was young I regret saying fuck an education
If I don’t get nothing else, I’m gon’ get some paper (money!)
The game is a swamp, but I’ve been an alligator
A nigga’s trying to eat, I ain’t come to be a waiter
And I’m gon’ go and get it ‘til the day I meet my maker
Motherfucker, what’s up?

[Verse 2]
And now they wonder how a nigga did it
Started with a plan and a nigga’s staying with it
‘Cause I remember when I couldn’t even cop a fifty
And now they know my name in the motherfucking city (YT!)
Never had shit so I started with the (straps/scraps)
Real street nigga so I started with the traps
Had plenty o’ days that I said fuck rapping
Linked up with E Class, then a nigga made it happen
Fuck nigga, what’s up?

[Verse 3]
If you’re a hater then you’ve been a hater (Fuck ‘em!)
Shut the fuck up, nigga get some paper (Fuck ‘em!)
Shut the fuck up, nigga die slow
And put a dick inside your pothole
My middle finger ’s getting real tired
And all o’ my bitches ‘s getting real fine
Fuck niggas ‘s still fuck niggas
Tell them fuck boys it’s bed time

[Verse 2]

[Outro]
Fuck nigga, what’s up? Fuck nigga, what’s up?
Fuck nigga, what’s up?
Fuck nigga, what’s up? Fuck nigga, what’s up?
Fuck nigga, what’s up?
Dysfunctional