Where are those kids, Albert and Shina where are you both, don't tell me you're on the streets doing goddamn freestyles with those white rascals! Mom's voice sounds like thunder striking with the east wind, she's not terrible but she's always protective of us when it comes to the whites and their lives, Albert! no mom call me Afro king, Afro what! Mom echoed with almost extreme disgust, but a smile managed to break out of her face when she actually saw dad coming, where is shina your brother she said that letting...