Zin-Zeta - Heaven Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse - Zin-Zeta]

Growing up, high school was just like a prison
Showing up to fight dudes who just might be itchin'
To catch their first bodies; Dope-boys in trainin'
With magnums and shotties - No overstatement
I smacked the wrong "cholo"
Homie came back with a boat-load of "lobos", like "Loco, you SOLO?"
Why WAS I alone, though?
Now that I look back, I was supposed to have met with JoJo
You know, though... No show
Long story short: Dislocated jaw
Popped it back in place on my own like a boss
Stayed away from home so my mama wouldn't see
She picked up an overnight gig, luckily for me
I was back on my G-shit - the top cat
Heathcliff couldn't intimidate me with 2 swat cats; I was THE sh*t
And I STILL am flowing I'm sea-sick
Beastin' on my own shit or just re-mixing your weak shit
Nigga peep this...
I hopped on the 1 train in search of a cheap trick
Locked on to one dame, perched up on her seat
With her iPod on, with sum'n playing, which made her lovely feet click
Was it a rock song, was it country, spoken word, dub-step, a remix of them all?
Why was she hyphy?
Shit was eating me inside, B
My playlist was redundant. Hers seemed so exciting
So, I asked her, "what'chu bumpin'?" as I tried to peek down her scoop neck
And she answered, "a little something my best friend sent me call 'Roof Deck'."
"Now don't look at me like some chap who's just plain nosey
But who put you on?"
"Oh, my catty friend named, Josie"
"WHAT?! Now, isn't that shit dope?"
"No."
"Ahh, fuck you, fuck me and fuck this song; I'm ghost."