In this we may be alike, Assassin, you & me: we believeWe want what’s best for humanity. I'll probably surviveDancing with the kinds of people who must find refugeAmong the sweat & rancor of a Fish & Chicken ShackBut Assassin, they'll probably murder you. Do you ask,Why you should die for me if I will not die for you? I do.

Probably all our encounters are existentialJambalaya. Which is to say, can a nigga survive?

Nothing saddens me more Than Nigger, one whose master has no Lord.No word leaves me more graced by shame.

It feels sadder when a black person says Nigga Because it sounds like Nigger.