Here’s an actual excerpt from chapter 7 titled “Da Weiders Be Raciss”
S'mofo butter layin' me to da' BONE! Jackin' me up... tight me! Cutter say 'e can't HANG! Jus' hang loose, blood. She gonna catch ya up on da rebound on da med side. What it is, big mama? My mama no raise no dummies. I dug her rap! Cut me some slack, Jack! Chump don' want no help, chump don't GET da help! Say 'e can't hang, say seven up! Jive-ass dude don't got no brains anyhow! Shiiiiit. Bet, babe. Slide a piece o' da' porter. Drinks, I run da' java. Lookie here. I can dig grease 'n chompin' on some buns and draggin' through the garden.
Chapter 8 - "First Time I Am Be At Da Olympia" -
"I shows da man at da counter muh professional card stating dat I do be infact an IFBB pro. He go "Why does it have bbq sauce on it?", I tell dat fool it ain't no bbq sauce, it am Tabasco hot. He say it don't matter I's still gots to pay two fiddy for a new one. All da while, I sees Arnold tryin' to gets some stink on his hang-low with my new womans. "Schwarzenegger" I think, "am he one of dem secret Jews or am he just making fun of my people wit that Negg
er at da end of his name?". Them whites always be tryin to take somefin from us.
I tells the cracker to makes me a new card, and makes it snappy, I be in a hurry. I notice they ain'ts got no Kool Aid, Welches, or Fanta Orange back of the stage, they only gots water. And they am be havin' extra securita near the lockers and coats, sheeeeeeit."