“You think I don’t care? I had to bury my only child in a closed casket service because the mortician couldn’t put his face back together. My wife wakes up crying in the middle of the night screaming Isiah’s name. I look at his daughter and realize she won’t remember what his voice sounded like. I wake up every morning and I go to bed every night praying he didn’t go from this world hating me. You see some tattoos and all the sudden you an expert on who the fuck I am? You don’t know nothing about me, man. What, you thought you’d walk in here and get the big, scary-ass Black nigga to go kill
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