You do not know black if you haven’t been shot. Being black is great target practice.

Have you ever built a monument out of sadness? Have you ever had a monument built out of depression built on you?

Lord God, if you are a god and not just a white man with a whip that you call the Bible can you make my black... very bodacious to the touch

Nigga you could never be called Jeremiah because your skin is always the first impression.

I want to see your creativity make my depression shut the fuck up...

ER visits for asthma attacks weren’t enough to prepare me for wanting to lose my life.

If you just stop worrying God gonna pick us up in his Cadillac. Just wait on him. We not gonna be stranded forever.

...We fall down, because the sky is above us. We will rise up because the ground is beneath us. But.We will never know the translations of the words spoken by our black skin. We call the language oppression, the country it comes from is called Brusied, the god that created us is called Spiteful, the intentions of being black is called knowing survival. The beauty of being black is not yet known....

I need you to remember; clashing my oceans with your lava became a prime reason why we couldn’t see it happening... but we continued to let billows of smoke distract us in minimizing the trueness of our element. And what are we now? Are we who we were?