Questions You Should be Asking the World Around You
This used to be a song that sounded good years ago. Back then I didn’t think much of it. The lyrics were laced with incredible profanities, but I didn’t care.
“It ain’t nuthin’ but a Compton thing y’all, and we ain’t nuthin’ but Niggaz on the run, and this goes out to all my Niggaz”
Most of the other people my age gave this behavior a free pass, because just like me, they were all caught up in the hype. The intended consequence of consumerism.
The act of normalizing profanities and the damage it caused were ignored, in favor of pushing a music subculture to consumers. When you’re a teenager, the most important thing to you is status. Social acceptance, not tradition, not sensibility, is all you think about when you’re in your teens.
Back then, if you liked pop, or country music, people would call you uncool, a loser, a skid. So it’s no wonder that adults today are completely screwed in the head. They grew up engaging in, and enforcing a culture of abuse.
People are unable to decide, whether to criticize this behavior while simultaneously denying any responsibility for propagating it, or to proceed on the path of the normalization of use for profanities, which over time makes the problem worse. Mass schizophrenia.
Really the only fix to this is to say no. Say no to vulgar lyrics, say no to normalizing profanities.
But isn’t this what the song is also saying?
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