Flashback

We take pride in the old U.S. of A.
And proclaim we’ve come so far.
But in a time of hope and choice
We revert to times of whip and rope.
’Cause I once heard
My wiser generations declare
I’m not voting for a n***er, no way.
Let’s talk about qualities and character,
Not skin color, the pecking order
’Cause it isn’t about race now.

And what’s with all this s**t –
An alleged plot by two young white supremacists
To go on a killing spree.
Seems nothing is ever going to change
Reverting to the days
Overflowing with white power
And separation,
But what about all men
Who are created equal?
Where does that fit in?

Don’t spend your time trying
To manipulate me
I’m too young
And too brand new.