10/19/2026

Why is there a conversation?

 Why is there a conversation?


Why is there a conversation?

About pro black and datin interracially?

Why?

I don’t understand…

If you love your people a lot 

Would you stand on it through thick and thin?

Would you want a black partner to build with?

And have beautiful melaninated babies?


Cos I don’t see a discussion 

About pro white and date interracially….

It doesn’t exist…

I didn’t hear a goddamn thing…

Pro white is too different….

Pro white is terrorizin the black bodies….

And so, 


Pro black and datin interracially 

Is alright with the world…

Pro black means mixed race kids 

And nonblack person…

It’s like changin the definition…

Also 


Are we livin in a racist society where people 

Don’t give a damn about our black asses…

Somethin to think about….

Cos why is there a conversation?

Why does it have to be a trick?

Have we forgotten that we’re at war?


If you love your blackness 

And stay loyal to your people 

And you wanna adore a black man 

Or a black woman 

Have a gorgeous chocolate family 

All up in the sun….

You’re truly pro black…


Another thing is,

Why does some black people are open up 

About being pro black?

Sayin it’s racist 

Sayin white people are everywhere 

First of all, 

My people are supposed to be pro black…

Our own natural selves

Cos like i said,

We live in a racist society…

Like that colorblind society…..

We’re trained not to be all the way black…


I can’t tell you what to do 

With your love life….

I want you to think….

Cos you’re black Regardless…

Your culture is in your DNA 

Even though many of us still have 

Identity crises…

The problem is that 


If you’re pro black 

And datin interracially,

Then you ain’t pro black….

You claim to be….

Yet you don’t even love 

Your black self that much…

Plus interracial relationships are tactics 

Written in the white supremacy’s agenda…

To get black folks to dilute melanin out of their bloodlines…

It’s why I don’t fuck with love is not a skin color…

Most of my race don’t see it that way 

Unfortunately…


Why is there a conversation to begin with?

Why is this a thought?

 Maybe cos it’s a part of gender battles in the 

Black community….

I can see pro black and datin interracially 

Is a manipulation…

To get more black activists and pan Africans 

To marry outside their race….

It’s possible….


But what do I know?

If you love your people 

And you chose to be with a black person,

You want nothin but black….

Then stand on it…..

Obviously with common sense 

Pro black 

Means advocatin for black people

Lovin black people

Unite black people

Especially when white people feel uncomfortable….

Pro black is not an issue….

Pro black is racist cos you should be with 

People who look like you….

And most black people still have no clue….


I would like to say 

White supremacy set up to where 

Black people think it’s racist to be with 

Your own people…

We’re taught that colorblind racism is 

The war to go.. 

and it’s not…


I have to ask 

Why is there a conversation?

Why?


✊🏿💯©️Kai C. 10-19-26


Don’t tell me how to dress

 Don’t tell me how to dress….


Don’t tell me how to dress…

Sir

It’s my freedom 

My own choice 

You ain’t goin to control me….


I’m not sure if 

You’re tryin to help…

I don’t wanna use your suggestion…

I understand I’m representin us

However let me express myself…

You ain’t goin to mentally abuse me 

Today…

Not ever….


Cos who the fuck told you 

I should wear somethin else…

I’m not your plaything….

I’m not your slave….

I’m a person…

I’m a woman….

If you got an issue,

Then we ain’t goin to be together….


I’m not changin for anybody….

You can’t turn me into somebody I’m not…

Like I can’t change you….


It seems like you’re insecure…

Why are you jealous of your own woman?

Well right now 

I’m not your woman anymore…


You can say I’m sorry 

All you want….

But hell nah….

We ain’t goin back….


You tell me 

How to dress in a certain way…

I’m not wearin hoochie….

I’m not revealin my skin….

Yet if that’s the case,

I’m stayin home…

I’m not goin with you….

I’m not your girlfriend….


I hope I don’t have second thoughts 

After I stood my ground….

No man should tell what to wear…

You should be able to be yourself…..

A real man should love you for you 

Regardless of your style….


I understand 

A man like his woman classy 

Beautiful who light up the room

But at the same time 

She brings out the shine….

She’s her own star….

She does respect herself….


Just don’t tell me how to dress…

Or I will break up….

To me it’s a red flag….

Another sign of abuse….

If I let you do that,

I’ll question myself….

I’ll ask myself, am I not good enough for you?


And it’s bad….

I don’t wanna change myself for 

A man who doesn’t value me….

He wants power over me

It ain’t romantic….

If I go outside 

Wearin his idea on my body 

My eyes will be filled with misery….

Like an Idiot I end up forgivin him….

It’d be a pattern….


I don’t want that…

I gotta have a backbone 

For my heart’s sake 

To say no….

To say no I’m not doin that….

Whether you love me for me

Or we’re out…

Yes I will feel hurt 

Though I have integrity….


Don’t tell me how to dress

Don’t change me….

I shouldn’t have to  sacrifice 

For being that “perfect woman”


So no 

I won’t dress up 

The way you want it…

I don’t care if you mad 

If you cry….


No 

Don’t tell me how to dress…

I know how…💯©️Kai C. 10-19-26