Jeff Turner - Escapism [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I put ink and plastic to paper
You asking paper or plastic
I'm just a case of a bastard that's making faces while passing
Situation get drastic, put this bass where your ass is
You asking if I can pass it, you seen I'm acing the last quiz
Erasing bastards, no escape for the masses
It awaits breaking glasses, they racing like thick molasses
But me, I'm just doing my thang, to get it in your brain
You gotta understand, we really need to change
They try to cloud your vision
And make foul decisions
No food for thought
Now that's malnutrition
From an emcee
Please to [?] some decency
An emcee, this is my job to give you a piece of me
MC, mischievous, mic check my challengers
Maybe come correct and I might check my calendar
My clean, my carrier, my [?] a cannibal
Eating my own [?] but it is kinda understandable
Abusing they syllabic
These niggas illiterate
I hate to discriminate
But they don't give a shit
Not even a little bit
Hip-hop inhibited
Wisdom degenerates
They're reaping the benefits
They're trying to get rid of us
Digging a hole, and we in the pit of it
I'm getting so sick of this
Country now it's to the point where we crave fiction
Each one of us, a portrait, with the face missing
Capitalism has replaced the racism
There's no need for swag, cause there's a need for escapism

[Verse 2]
Life's up and down, I need my suspension
We [?] 3 by 6 inches
Ain't nobody talking no more, they all mumbling
Facebook and Instagram and Twitter and the Tumbling
Try to find a blinder mind than the youth of this nation
By giving all this oversaturation in the desert dying of thirst, you were chasing [?]
Now my 6 year old's hero, is Nicky Minaj
Je tua, hey pa, I ain't heard it through the grapevine
That's fucking 2 people at the same time, that's on they mind
If we ain't protecting our youth, they gon' be sexing by 10
What you expect them to do
Your swag's shitty
You do nothing but act pretty
We used to bump Jodeci now we listen to Rack City
Humility [?] challenge, now the passion is gone
Parents who carry emotional baggage are passing it on
Robbing them of their intellect
And we wonder why they showing no interest
They potential's infinite, remember when you was innocent, you should interject
Who's raising that kid, you or the internet
Country now it's to the point where we crave fiction
Each one of us, a portrait, with the face missing
Capitalism has replaced the racism
There's no need for swag, cause there's a need for escapism