I had a talk with my students:
Mr. C: Getting into trouble all the time is not good for your reputation. Do you know what I mean?
K: We know what reputation is, we ain’t slow. Like if I’m upstairs and I be diggin’ my finger in my nose, then people gon’ think I’m triflin’.
Mr. C: I didn’t say you were slow. That’s not exactly the same thing, but close enough.
Coming downstairs after breakfast I passed one of my students.
Mr. C: What’s up K?
K: Oh what up Mr. C, where you at?
Mr. C: Upstairs.
J: Yeah he with us, we gon’ terrorize him.
K: Nah. Mr. C, that’s my nigga, he really black.
(I’m not really black.)