Song meaning of 5 здесь 5 там (5 zdes, 5 tam) by Скриптонит (Skryptonite)

Ah, "5 здесь 5 там" by Скриптонит, a song that's like a rollercoaster ride through a twisted mind! So here's my hilarious interpretation for all you crazy fans out there. The song starts off with someone feeling exhausted, their eyes bloodshot like they've been partying with the trash cans. They're lurking around in backyards, getting ready to bulldoze through obstacles, but before they can do that, someone shouts, "Time to snatch and grab!" Now we have a mysterious steel butterfly crushing butterflies in their stomach, as they prepare to explode someone after sweating internally. And hey, they've been messing with the rapper's warm-ups during visits, but hey, this curly-haired soul has a fate that can be seen in a veil. Ooh, get ready because it's going to hurt like dental pliers on teeth! Being dependent on money is more demeaning than anything, but our artist doesn't feel lower than those folks. Moving in stolen (yeah, let's call it what it is) Chinese cars is the same as moving in "borrowed" ones. The artist proudly declares themselves as the original on your territory, with a monopoly on the truth. Their motivation is revenge, and their doobie is all spiked with thorns. They're not messing around with nonsense here, so don't you dare joke about their family. And, oh, by the way, they hope you're enjoying this earth because someone's face is about to get owned! Five here and five there, introducing the crew, with names like Raida, Bro, Yuri, Stro, Truver, Black, Nuna, Kalya, and Gnom. Bens and Adai, brace yourself for disappointment in this place. Pirates and Dus, two Shauns, but not in the same region. And there's a sh*tload of branches coming from the north. Your super friend won't go easy on you, with a "salaam" on the right and "alaikum" on the left (yeah, a little multicultural greeting for you). A black little horse, f*cking up kings left and right. They've got a belt here, and a belt there, along with five more zeros in their wallet (just pocket change, really). Papa, it's just small stuff, but this artist has to do more (because they're all extravagant like that, you know). They're where they need to be. And guess what? They're already preparing a new breakthrough in the top league. So, what's the deal with the contract, my friend? (Are you still waiting?) Ah, you're driving? Well, like a tractor, pal. Dealing with your girl is so simple that they don't even feel like f*cking her anymore. When she started dripping because of that thing (yeah, that thing!), they got excited and now they want to see if they can conquer New York. Screw her! So, pal, surprise! You'll remember why soon enough. You're already feeling the investigation, but it's all about nothing. We're not playing the showbiz game, but we have a plan. And we're honored. No matter what the hell you mumble, you devil. The boot creaks on the parquet floor. Knock-knock, surprise! You didn't think they were looking for you, did ya? Knock-knock, on the floor, you got lost! Look, look, those "kralis" are crying. The chorus hits with a bang, about how luck crept around like an ambulance for a long time. And you have no idea what's on their mind. Your karma is screaming like a crazy lady. But hey, their angel is giving them hints, telling them to spin around because they want to be capable. The alarm goes off at precisely 5:30 am. Hunger and problems become a quick excuse to either take what's yours or snatch it again. The artist has memorized it all, just to remind you. And to wrap it up, they don't need that person anymore. They are done. Finito. Kaput! Woah, what a wild and outrageous ride!