We have struggled, confronted, argued, accused, hated, forgiven, accepted, understood and then repeated the whole routine over again.
But they weren’t hangin’ out on our street corner, sippiin’ green tea, wearin’ t-shirts that said, “Cool Hip Black Role Model Here.”
You wanna talk straight outta
Compton? I get pulled over, one of those pig cocksuckers gets one look at me? Bang, Bang.
Finally, I did ask my father, looking him in the eye, “Why was I named after Huey Newton?”