 Things will never be the same. It's just the way it is. Oh, yeah. I see no changes. All I see is racist faces. Misplaced hate makes disgrace the racist. We under. I wonder what it takes to make this one better place. Let's erase the wasted. Take the evil out the people. They'll be acting right. It's both black and white. And smoke tonight. And the only time we chill is when we kill each other. It takes guilt to be real. Time to heal each other. And although it seems evident.