I'm black, and black don't crack. It does droop.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm black because that's the way the world sees me.
In America one drop of black ancestry makes you black.
I wear black all the time.
I fell through a crack for years. Historically, I am a nothing because I fit in no category. I can only be me.
I wish I had the ability to crack wise, generally. You know, without getting punched. There's no way I could do it while getting beaten up. Definitely.
There are so many people who have this idea of who I am because I'm black.
So many times I've wanted to crack up, standing there stiff while seven women are crawling round my toes fixing hems and the designer's having a freak-out because the denim cuffs are crooked. I'm on the verge of hysteria.
My style is black. It's hip-hop. It's who I am.
Learn to love being black.
People think I'm totally crackers.