This was a real fine book, real fine book. Got a first-class education here. For this be what may only be accurately described, in civilized terms, as naught but a hitherto and post-succeeding wonderful text, a great text! a great text! it understands an' conveys to mah motha f*ckin' race, of da ebony-descended peoples of da Afrahcan continent, dat me n' mah oppress'd peeps just gotta lick da boot of capital to succeed. Genius! i gots been gettin' dat bag an' gettin' this papah since 1902 an' every time i manage to git anothah day, anothah dollar, anothah an' anothah aftah another, i gots to remind myself dat this be da b*tchin' life, dat it's a b*tchin' thin' to edumacate mah motha f*ckin' people an' gots them trek on da road of success towards da magical pot of gold all da way up derr in da misty mountains an' da skies above. Wat an incredible, based if i may say, book fo us Black power-sages and warriors and shi' out derr, an' it be also b*tchin' cuz it has lines, mostly, an' also literary elements metaphor simile allegory allusion imagery an' dat's it i think. All in all, it was a book dat inspired meh to finally call da white devils i see aroun' meh, at all time like damned floaters, da marshmallow-munchin' mayo monkeys dat they damn do well goddamn be, homie. Fa riill an' nah cap on this one, ride or die, me n' mah diggity-dawg homeslices live wit chik an' me n' mah bruhtha breathe his philosophia, me n' mah peepers is master-craftspeople of da black race's risin' powaz in da dismal realm of economics! all hail onyeani! he be capital king! he be content god! pleez everyone, bow to this Godking right here. Amen!
'Chikadian Powerhymmne A'Onyeeni, 2026' (copyright 2011)
chika, mah mothaheckin' chika (you know who it be and shi')
choo make-a mah mothaheckin' deeka
make-a mah mothaheckin' deeka very-very happy (ooh)
choo convey da powah of da rothbardian dialectic
unto da bleck power-beings of dis big-big welt (uh!)
an' if i see yo authentic self (yeah, baby!), out dere in de town-square
i would say to choo, mah heavenly dawg: "you make mah weiner melt!" (das' on god, ain't even lyin' or playin' witchu rn boy, negga out dis bit' nao tho fr)
(copyright 2010 neggabeatz lmtd. or sumn' like dat idrr slime ts so peak blud. )