S.P.H. (Columbian District Fever)

Just when I realized it's messed up in this place I found myself again and left this town for a better place Black people wonder why they're still minorities White people run around in circles while they're burning trees I haven't thought about the ability to quit This fucking human race I hate you all, you piece of shit Black people wonder why they're still minorities White people run around in circles while they're burning trees And I don't know what happened to me I'm reading the newspaper with the company of my TV This xenophobia, it makes me wonder why The human race still falls for christian talk and useless lies I wish I had the peaceful Rastafari mind But Ethiopia, even Selassie wasn't always that kind And I don't know why you're so happy about it You are still bragging about it Invisible vicious circles Propaganda holds your hand and you're still a dick And It makes me sick A country full of racism A country full of lies It makes me wonder why It makes me wonder why