Who are you black man?
Shit you’re amazing king. Your face is beautiful, you’re handsome nigga. Don’t let anybody take away that feeling. Your smile is bright and wide, crooked and all. Your head is not big nigga, people’s eyes are just small. Your stomach is not too wide nigga, your chunkiness is not a body flaw, that fat you got is not a detriment being skinny is not all they crack it up to be. You’re not annoying nigga, stop starving for attention nigga, you are bright. Have confidence in your stories, you have merit to your plight. Young man, look your self in the mirror, you are amazing, you have great posture, you deserve to be happy you can become a great creator. Your place in this world holds value, your significance is more than enough. People do listen to you even though your words do come out rough.
You are loved, you are love. You can love you can be loved. Stop thinking that you need to recite every love from other beings love. Young black man, these black hands create not destroy, the images you see are a ploy to diminish your worth do not explore the toxins this false world has presented you with self destruction and self hate, the system is against you but you are mighty like mamas musa and Osiris and tut and Gane and sundiata and Ra, black man you come from emperors and Kings you were of the first human brings you are no better than the next but you’re worth is something more than just seeing. You are massive. Now stop being passive and go and take what was owed to you. Believe