I still dunno what box my music equipment is in and I gotta go pick up my guitars and stuff from the people who're keeping those for safe keeping cuz I don't trust movers that much. So, here's a really primitive version of a reprise of a song whose mood matches my current mood. The rapping part is about how I miss the ethnic diversity of where I used to live. I miss that about Los Angeles. Dang, man. This particular area is very white, and I guess I blend in cuz I'm white, too. But I miss seein' people who look different from me.
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