If you’re just black, America adds a decade of age, a vat of sass, and a coating of Kevlar to your skin because of course niggers don’t feel any pain. If you’re poor and black, America acts like you emerge from the womb twenty-seven years old, with four kids, five predicate felonies, and a lit Newport already between your lips. White people get to be babies. And they get to still be babies when they’re adults. Poor black people are born Avon Barksdale.
