It's that time.

Time, time, time.

Lock and load.

The Michael Verishow is on the air.

You know, my neighborhood was poor black, poor white.

That was our neighborhood, you know?

So I didn't feel any white privilege.

I know some people had it, man, you know?

I knew some f*** with sweaters.

But I was two tank tops in the winter, okay?

And I just didn't feel it, you know?

I wish I'd had some white privilege, dude.

Signed me up.

But I didn't have it, man.

It was just poor black kids, poor white kids, man.

And my poor black friends would always be like,

man, look what you did to us.

And I'm like, dude, do you think I would do all that f*** off?

And then move right next door, bro?

Now we gonna split this plumb or not, dog.

Quick review.

By the way, the phone lines are open.

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