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Man, so do I. I love being a carbonated, copper-colored *****. I remember, uh, I was doing some type of paperwork. I don't know if it was for Head Start or not, but I had checked American Indian. And the lady, she was like, I got a question. Um, what made you put American Indian down? And I'm just like, well, why would I want to put black? But, you know...
But now I'm going to have to go to the etymology website because I want to look up the word essence. Because some Negroes are connected to the essence of blackness, but what does it truly mean to be black? And that's why I check American Indian every time, because I'm not black. My skin may be darker than most Negroes, but it ain't that damn dark. For real.