It’s the tradition of Freaknik, Howard’s homecoming, and V.A beach a black thing is the Sun and each one teach 1, Suuun!
Oral history is a black thing!
A black thing is Ralph Ellison, and Zora Neale Hurston, it’s the cinematography of Spike Lee,
and them brothers called Hughes, capturing various aspects of a black community.
It’s side street churches and corner stores, open hydrants on hot days,
maybe a session of the dozens being played.
It’s kick the can and crate hoop,
always one person on the block with the scoop.
It’s, to go outside and pick your own switch stripping it before you reach the door.
It’s back-talking to your mama and getting floored.
It’s jax, hopscotch, double-dutch jump-rope, rock fights, crab apple fights, and acorn wars; playin’ football from pole to pole, old
mattress trampolines, not doing a half-assed job on your chores and skin protected by Vaseline
Black is all of the above and much much more, it’s the following below:
Black is being bused to school with security escorts while ducking low.
It’s living daily as a suspect like the Willie Bennet fiasco,
shiiiiit Willie could have been me or you bro!
It’s being accused of that sick twisted shit
that bitch did in Carolina drowning her own kids.
It’s doin’ a lifelong bid cause you didn’t have the green for the dream team
and got stuck with court appointed lame ass Weinstein.
It’s being denied 60% more than whites for a bank loan
it’s choosing the frontline overseas to escape living in an inner-city battle zone at home.
Black is being 80% of the this great nations prison population while only 12% of its total population.
It’s being turned around by immigration at the coast of Florida.
It’s living the life of Florida Evans, and her hardworking, hard-luck husband James, grouted in the bricks with your families next
two generations. It’s also the lifestyle of Heathcliffe and Claire but that’s a bit more rare based on the systemic racism and
discrimination the obstacles and traps just to be clear.
Black is being exploited in the media
in many, many ways, each and every day.
It’s doing a jig after reaching the end zone,
like some modern day step and fetchin’ court jester,
while all the kings peasants roar on the edge of their seats in the freezing cold,
the nobles sit on high in their skyboxes mimicking, and laughing, while
sipping champagne reminiscing about the days of old.
When their favorite niggaz was the house niggaz
and how field niggaz had no bankrolls.
It’s approaching winter with an infant
your gas turned off ramen noodles,
no phone, one check from the street
constantly struggling