When I was twelve I preached my first sermon. It was about hell. I said as everyone knew we were all going there unless we accepted Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior. I described the torments of hell.
It’s a good time to be a white gangster. It’s a good time to be selling drugs and guns and who knows what else to the neighborhood kids. The cops don’t care, they look the other way, all because he’s white.