Song: Channel Surfing
Artist: Rationale aka James Crawford
Album: Life As An M.C.
Year: 2005

My thoughts are plagued by the evils of men/
Once I find clarity, then I see it again/
That's why I decided to leave it to see it end/
And don't watch TV so I won't see it on CNN/
Innocent kids hit by drunks, smashed in the wreck/
They still play Kennedy gettin capped in the back of the neck/
While network executives keep on cashin their checks/
And ignore the obvious, gross lack of respect/
Most of us only care about who's hot and who's dead/
Lemmings who consume only what they're spoon fed/
And I wonder who's to blame, the shameless people who supply it/
Or the people that demand it and get mad when they're denied it/
The people with no stance, that only make it easier/
For sick people in the world to feed the media/
But as I see it, the problem isn't solely with the villain/
What about the parents with no backbone to raise their children?/
Yeah it's tough to guide your kid when he's being difficult/
But hey, that's tough love, plus, learning is reciprocal/
Yo, you tell me what's wrong with this picture/
When I got a ten year askin if I wanna fuck his sister/
Eight year-old 50's wearin bling earrings/
And twelve year-old girls runnin round in G-strings/
And what's worse is mom and dad think it's cute too/
But hey, that's education comin from the boob tube/
I challenge myself in life because I choose to/
Whereas most people take an easy route and move through/
If it's not easily digested people tend to pitch it/
Just the same instead of solvin their problems they'd rather ditch it/
And forget it, not be bothered by or troubled with it/
Muff their ears and close their eyes like it doesn't exist/
But what we focus on, and what keeps us interested/
Are the simple things we understand, thinking primitive/
And networks know and understand Americans aren't the smartest/
Man, that's why most television is garbage/
And sex and violence sells, skatin on wisdom/
Mountains outta mole hills, sensationalism/
Janet's "accident" that left her breast exposed/
Paris Hilton's sex tape, come on, let it go/
Arguin censorship's only runnin in place/
Careless ethics, prudent values both shoved in your face/
It's like sayin no to drugs while you're puffin on base/
Or sayin stop the violence with a gun in your waist/
A major conflict of interest, it insenses me/
We nit-pick the little shit, gettin nowhere eventually/
Contradict ourselves, thinkin nothin of it/
Reason with ignorance and fail to rise above it/
Most of you'll turn your nose and don't heed what I speak/
But the proof's right in front of your face, the freedom of speech/
Cause if don't rock the boat with religion or politics and don't say/
Fuck, cock, cunt, shit you're okay/
I'd rather be the real me and get no play/
Then lower myself to pop culture and obey/
There's no miracle cure, so put that at the bottom/
Besides we abuse things like that once we got em/
Wear em out way too quick, and then we drop em/
Movin on to the next scam, and that's the problem/
Invest some time and effort before you take a gamble/
Because there's no such thing as an innocent scandal/
The smallest false move can leave your ass in shambles/
And life isn't TV, you just can't change the channel