Song meaning of ARKHAM ASYLUM by Capital Bra (Ft. Joker Bra)

Oh, boy! Let's dive into the lyrical masterpiece that is "ARKHAM ASYLUM" by Capital Bra featuring Joker Bra. The song starts off with a classic scenario: closing the door, going downstairs, and shutting the lights out. How mysterious! But don't worry, our beloved Capital Bra is here to give us the rundown of his eventful life. Apparently, he's had encounters with Arabs, bulletproof glass, TV cameras, and, surprise-surprise, more Arabs! How exciting! But hold on tight because things are about to get even juicier. Capital Bra brags about having a "Scharfe" (a sharp object, in case you didn't know) and questions what the other person has. And let me tell you, the witty response would be "Schutz zahl'n ist günstiger als Dubai" (meaning paying for protection is cheaper than going to Dubai). Savage! Moving on, he hints at some drama involving Werder Brem'n (let's not go into that rabbit hole) and emphasizes the importance of not talking about other women because, well, murder can be a consequence. Yikes! Now, let's talk numbers—Capital Bra loves himself some Le-le-le and claims to have bullets for everyone! How inclusive! But wait, there's more. In the second part, Capital Bra kicks things off by calling someone an "alter Sack" (old sack) who dissed him. Apparently, this dude suddenly has haters over the age of forty. Ain't that grand? Then, Capital Bra throws shade by stating that this person talks a big game but runs away from the tax office, not Arafat. And here's where things get interesting—people just don't understand that their taxes pay for the cops who escort this old sack. Sounds like a real treat, huh? And let's not forget the reference to Sonny Black, who used to be a Taliban but now is a refugee in Dubai thanks to Capital Bra. Bravo! Now let's move on to the chorus, where Capital Bra feels compelled to express his opinion on the matter at hand. He classily addresses the "Hur'nsöhn'n" from Dubai and Germany, the victims, and the hypocrites who believe money is more important than friendship. Oh, Capital Bra, you're such a philosopher. Moving on, he dismisses the rumors of being a junkie (since when did three bathrooms in a house become evidence, right?), and proudly announces that he'll continue his cocaine adventures. Such a role model! But hey, let's not overlook his stylish entrance in a Bugatti, his love for drugs, and his ability to make others defecate so much they have to move away. Classic! In the third part of the song, Capital Bra takes it up another notch by calling someone a "Dayouth" (a derogatory Arabic term) and labeling them as a "Piç" (a Turkish slang term) and a "Zalim" (a Turkish word for tyrant). Oh, the linguistic richness! He then exposes the person's scandals, questionable marriage, and their lack of fairness. Capital Bra is so knowledgeable, he even knows things about this person that others don't. Oh, and he's definitely not Fler, just in case you were getting confused. But here's the real kicker—he fucks the person's mother and brings out the dead. The ultimate power move! And what's this? Capital Bra declares that whatever you're hearing, you better report it to the cops. Wow, he really doesn't care! He proceeds to insult the person's producer and ghostwriter, and casually mentions continuing his cocaine adventures. Classy as always! Now, let's jump to the bridge, where Joker Bra (yes, the Joker himself) makes an appearance with a menacing growl—"Brra." How terrifying! In the final part of the song, Joker Bra takes center stage and boasts about his Prada-filled bag of money because, you know, why not? He claims to tear Batman apart because he's the Joker, obviously. Then, he throws some shade at Bushido (oh, the drama!) by asserting that Bushido has nothing to say because he's not Joker Bra's father. Ouch! Adding fuel to the fire, Joker Bra implies that Samra is a junkie and people try to blame Capital Bra for it. But hey, don't mess with Joker Bra because he'll stab you with wine glasses and run you over with his rap career. Watch out, folks! Oh, and don't forget PA—keep that dog on a leash, or else Joker Bra might just have to put it to sleep. Grim! To wrap up this masterpiece, Joker Bra reminds us of his poker prowess, stating that he has a Joker and doesn't need any aces. And as for Bushido, well, he's getting an anal surprise because he spreads discord. Burn! And to anyone who dares to collaborate with Bushido, well, they're in for a world of hurt. And scene! This song is a rollercoaster ride of drama, insults, and shade. You know, typical Capital Bra and Joker Bra collaboration. Can't wait for the next installment of this petty saga!