Tutto OK [English translation]

Hey, bro, do you remember, I had nothing to eat

You'd make me come to yours, we'd cook really badly

Do you remember the own goal at the football pitch? I was about to fume

Do you remember the tears when I ran away from my mother?

Fuck, I didn't want all this shit

The first cigarette, first joint

The first guards and afterwards the first quick escape

The first bars, written after the first Gengar1 beat

For Matti2, I get anxious if I think about the fact

That you don't call me now and barely even greet me

The nights we spent in the cold

With no one to listen to

Puffing out smoke to pass the time

I want an excuse to tell you

That I'm under your house waiting for you

Making a joke on the fly

Go smoke with other people

Hey, bro, is everything ok?

Write me a message when you pass by here

You seem like a stranger, I don't even know who you are anymore

You swapped friends and swapped cities

But I still hope that everything's going ok for you

But I still hope that something will change

You seem like a stranger, I don't even know who you are anymore

Write me a message when you pass by here

Is everything ok, bro?

How's it going in your studio apartment?

I hope you have some of your mother's money left

And we're the same, bro, we weren't made to work

We're made to burn out quickly like these Camels*

And you'd believe in me, you'd lend me money to eat

Because we used up my father's to smoke

Now that you live above us, we all miss you and we're waiting

For the day you return back down, the day you go back to normal

And the girl you loved is expecting a baby with another guy

Who will only teach them to snort coke off a plate

And it's clear you'd be better as their father

But you made a mistake and so now you just have to learn

That you haven't been happy since you left

And pushed away those who try to be close to you

Open another blister and forgive me if I tell you

You aren't dead yet, it's true, but you aren't alive either

Hey, bro, is everything ok?

Write me a message when you pass by here

You seem like a stranger, I don't even know who you are anymore

You swapped friends and swapped cities

But I still hope that everything's going ok for you

But I still hope that something will change

You seem like a stranger, I don't even know who you are anymore

Write me a message when you pass by here

1. producer of the artist's first songs2. Mattia (stage name Security), at the time the artist's friend and someone he collaborated with*. cigarette brand