I was at the Gator Bowl game, sat a couple rows behind Marcus' big brother Micheal. I'm in awe of his talent, and he was decent enough to acknowledge kids who pointed or waved at him. But his group, and my group, looked like we were from different planets. Totally different slang, humor, reaction to the game, etc. And I wouldn't even know where to buy those hip hop clothes. Maybe I've officially turned old.
"I never lived in no ghetto.
Carving people up in the night --
That makes me think of Gepetto.
That oughtta prove that I'm white."