Washing my hands part 2

Washing my hands of anger it's never needed I feel defeated when I use it. Washing my hands once again I can't pretend to be someone I'm not even if other can't understand, washing my hands of hate no reason to discriminate better yet I take that it's already maybe to late. Washing my hands of direspect to many niggas nowadays loosing lives because there not using intellect there judgement day is in duress. I confess I was my hands of you and everything you do you produce nothing for the beat of my life no need for an interlude.