I'm not a smart person.

I'm not a humanitarian.

I'm a nigga.

A nigga, who let college a coach use him and gave him false hope.

A nigga who can bring people together like JFK, MLK, and Gandhi.

A nigga with big lips and a big nose.

How can a nigga be a role model if he sells drugs in college so he can get tattoos and buy his sibling nice things.

A nigga who abused his powers in high school to get through with ease. 

A nigga with depression but with a heart of gold.

Flip my gemini coin 

Im not a perfect poet.

Im not a God athlete.

I'm a man.

A man with no father who got little bros that look up to him for guidance.

A man who would kill for his sisters.

A man who's willing to put his future on the line to keep a promise.

A man who can lose his only brother and still some how smile.

I guess I'm half nigga half man.

You see the nigga side when I'm running on track like a runaway slave or a hood nigga running on line for the new Jordans.

You only see the man when the lights are turned off and you hear my voice. 

The man is inside, not on my skin.