Now, as I said, this, James Bryd Jr.'s death
could arguably be traced to a moment
in which the masculinity of two men was called in question.
And this is where I would like to offer you
all a kind of a PSA, a Public Service Announcement, brought
to you actually by the great Bard of our time,
who has created for us a bit of linguistic technology,
that if it had been available to the two men
at the time of James Byrd Jr.'s murder,
James Byrd Jr. Might be walking among us today.
But alas, Lil Wayne did not make this--
[LAUGHTER]
--important discovery of language and masculinity
until very recent years.
And this phrase, this important lifesaving phrase,
is "no homo."
Imagine.
How many people here know what "no homo,"
how you use "no homo?"
Excellent.
OK.
Well, for the rest of you, "no homo"
is typically used whenever a male compliments,
say, another male on something.
Like, yeah, man that jacket was really nice.
In that moment, oh, my God.
The hetero male is in danger, traipsing,
one might even say nancing, about the very border
of gender acceptability.
[LAUGHTER]
And as he sashays his way along this edge,
it is very possible that instead of one of your good mates
sitting next to you drinking a beer,
watching these kinds of things, you might
be harboring a secret gay.
So "no homo" is important.
I like to think of it as almost like the fish symbol
that Christians were supposed to have used back
in the day to assure the people that they were Christians
as well.
"No homo" would then be applied, as the friends begin
to recoil from the jacket-complimenting fairy.
"No homo," says the man.
[SIGH]
Thank God.
For a second, we thought you were gay.
And what would that mean to us?
Because it is very important, as you've
seen, for the heterosexual male to protect his heterosexuality.
So "No homo" is very useful because everybody
ends up safe when you use that.
"No Homo."
"Oh, no homo no homo no homo no ho.
Oh, homo no homo no homo no.
Homo no homo no homo no ho.
Homo no homo no homo ho.
No homo no homo no homo ho.
Oh no homo no homo.
Like a girl toe.
Wifebeater stripped like a dust jacket
off a remaindered book torso.
Bell better.
Wifebeater stripped like a dust jacket off a remaindered book,
a torso belleletres that he don't want to be misread.
Let the bete build, bitch.
Like a girl toe.
Pinky swear, hot boy.
No homo.
A pair of crossed fingers.
Baby, don't let you be misunderstood.
Every goon know a goblin better than a bitch, is a bitch.
Sometimes niggas too?
You can't man 'em--?
You can't stand 'em, then you-- the bullseye.
Red like a girl.
We don't want to be red.
Drop 'em!
What are we looking for at the end of this rainbow?
What remains?
Why we got to be a low-down shame?"
[APPLAUSE]