Concept Residue - Feed Em' [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1 - Concept Residue]

If you’ve got a single parent that the odds are apparent
Seven out of ten got no money to spare it
Can’t feed the kids yo that’s inherent
Got spare food? please share it
Imagine waking up with dread in your bed
Always thinking bout that bread in your head
Wondering when your next meal will be fed
You prayed and you pled but no words have been said
Poverty’s risen for four years straight
Lot more kids with no food on their plate
Too many kids got no mac n’ cheese
Penniless pockets that lack the keys
To open up the doors to pay the fees
For these good vaccines that stop disease
Lack of nutrition, we need a new vision
Split the food up? diet division?
We need a revision, a helpful decision
Starvation and kids in a head-on collision
SNAP and WIC
Make me think we need to give more free
Nearly half of American children
Have utilized SNAP, over forty million
Programs like these are the ones we need
They feed, like a knight on a steed they lead
Adopt their creed, maybe do a good deed
Cause benevolence feels better than greed
Feels better than greed, feels better than greed
Low wages don’t make you a dork or a goon
Most people can’t afford some pork or legume
Minimum money can’t fill a fork or a spoon
That’s why we gotta give and never assume

[Hook (x2) - Concept Residue]

Feed ‘em, feed ‘em!
Make the meals, they need ‘em!
Take out ya’ cookbooks, read ‘em!
Whatever ya’ make, they’ll eat ‘em!

Feed ‘em, feed ‘em!
Help the kids, don’t leave ‘em!
Fight the odds, man, beat ‘em!
Do what’s right, then lead ‘em!

[Verse 2 - Cardiac]

Easy to talk when you got that
Poverty lines damn near flat
Millions of kids on a day-to-day basis
Hungry due to a state of lack
Think it’s time to give back
Make a decision
Look out for mankind with full provision
It’s all for one, not either or
We got money for war, but can’t feed the poor
We gotta feed ‘em, feed ‘em
Make the meals, they need ‘em
Fight the odds, we’ll beat ‘em
Help the kids, don’t leave ‘em
Mom’s outta work, pop’s just part-time
Scrape to make ends, need a full-time grind
Stomach growl like close to bedtime
Last food touched since little lunchtime
Any child hungry, the biggest crime
I gotta do my part, we’re all intertwined
Said we’re all intertwined
Yeah, we’re all intertwined
Shaking my head, disheveled design
Unemployment at an all-time high
Praying for help so I donate my time
Volunteer often, it’s deeper than rhymes
Gotta add more to the campaign
Just sit back, kick back, and maintain
Gotta add more to the campaign
Just sit back, kick back, and maintain
Low wages don’t make you a dork or a goon
Some people can’t afford pork or legume
Short money can’t fill a fork or a spoon
That’s why I give back, never assume!

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Charlie Muscle]

Have you ever seen a kid on the curb with a gun in his waist?
Sitting with no food, and tears in his face?
Hoping that someone would notice him and offer him up a plate cause he don't know the last time he ate?
Now he forced to use a gun as he staring in your eyes
Not because he want to, that's the way that he survive
Gotta get it how he live it 'fore his random body dies
All he really wanna eat is some burger and fries
It starts at home! (It starts at home!)
Gotta give 'em the vitamins and the minerals that help him grow! (Help him grow!)
Cause when it hit the books, it takes strength to keep what they know
So if the parent is working and not feeding the kids
It's all left to us to give 'em nourishment
Stop pointing the finger and start stirring the grits
I was once a kid who only ate in school
Maybe twice at home if Mom and Dad did too
I hated the reason for not wasting food
Mom and Pop stayed firm, but they wasted too
'Till I noticed the homie had never made it to school
Always at home sick like he live in the blues
He was eating the vittles that my family didn't use
Cause his folks work hard to give him a roof
To tell you the truth, I question the proof
'Till I visit the homie when he was hungry and he bit off my shoes
That's when I knew I was through
Trying hard to hold my tears all in but standing there was never all I could do
A wage doesn't make you a dork or a fool
Some people can't afford materials for they school
Leaving kids hungry, the ultimate type of cruel
That's why I give back and I never assume!

[Hook]