Concept Residue - FTPI (Fuck the Porn Industry) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]

Porn companies planting ingenious lies
In the teens and guys who dream of thighs
So they put on the porn with the fiending eyes
And so they seen the guys with the penis size
Kind of dicks that make a brother demonize 
His own shlong so wrong, self esteem it dies
He feel the prize of a chick out of reach
Stare at the tube, never dick out of reach
Wearing the lube but this kid about to teach
Take out the buds, I’ma sing loud and preach
Let me let you know a little something 'bout porn
For real bro, yo I know that sock out worn
I’ma knock out porn for the shit it doing
Got a dude in his room and he live in ruin
Not me I am free I don’t give into it
Lot of guys, bet their minds been given to it
Lot of love they could give is hidden through it
Pulling back the curtain and I’m ripping through it
Listen to it when I lay it on the page
They free to walk away but they staying in a cage
Everybody loves it, Raymond on a stage
Lot of people probably got them playing with the gauge
Blame it on the age, digital time
Mute the screen and they cream to a digital mime

[Verse 2]

Poking holes in their social goals
This machine I demean with a pivotal rhyme
Give me a sign, someone
If I’m wrong and it shouldn’t be undone
But it’s heavy as a Chevy, not one ton
Screen light, they might want some sun
With a fun pun, I’ma bring it to the light
Step outside and just sing into the night
I’m left leaning, I'm not winging to the right
Just don’t think we should be grinning from their plight
The workers I mean, the twerkers on beam
The ones who are frequently jerkers on screen
But lurking on scene in the background
Are the ones that are scum I give that frown
They’re smirking as a teen puts her ass down
Making money from the honey so they laugh now
Probably warped her mind ‘cause they got her lured young
Imagine if that were your daughter or son
I know my answer though father of none
Money from meat just like slaughter per ton
They offer her one rise to the top
Say she’s pretty, but they spray tan her thighs on the spot
Take the cash and she dash and go cry on her tot
Tomorrow she’ll meet a few guys on a cot
She lies on a bed of lies, lives that are bought
It’s hard to break down and then try to be hot
Lie to me not, don’t show me the fantasy
If the reality creates insanity
Panicky vanity can it be managed we
Need to find cures for this self hating slander spree
Damn are we this dependent on visuals
Imagination amending these rituals
Exaggerations of bodies is pitiful
Since you clear history, wrongs are omitable?
Damn I ain’t trying to preach talk
Just writing on the board cause there’s free chalk
Is it wrong to say that I’ma quit
If I still do watch a little bit?
Get a little hit of that dopamine
Don’t feel bad now so I hope the scene
Is appealing but when it is done
I will be mad that I gave into fun
I hope that I’m caving in none
‘cause all the guilt will be weighing a ton
A ray of sun is a better hit of joy
I know my achilles but I’ll never live in Troy
Never been a boy who certainly is evil
‘cause I don’t condone things with currency of people!