I use to not say the n-word. I use to throw it out of the window, hope it landed in the middle of the street and got ran over by a semi-truck. The n-word, as everyone knows is a heavy word. It’s full of hate, disgrace, subordination, and at the same time endearment and style. Black people say it, with either disdain or affection.
By coming into this world, where you would be regarded as such, considered such, and assumed to be such based on a few physical characteristics, you come to understand that you can never escape this word.
You then decide either you will allow this word to shape you or you will use your own two hands to shape yourself.