Then my older sister is a flaming racist and is jail boundUm, that's racism breh. Like, hi,let me touch your hair.
I remember when she first moved to the US. We'd be at a supermarket and these little white kids be in line at the grocery store with their parents. parents in the front ppaying and little kids standing there and my sister would be touching and playing with their hair without their moms seeing it. Them little kids would be all shook afraid to say anything while some random black woman touches and plays with their hair without asking permisison
We didnt grow up in a country where there were any whites
I remember my aunt tellung her "you gon' fukk around and end up in jail"
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