NYPD pt 2

So, white cop passes me off to Mr. 21 questions and the pale face. White cop proceeds to search my car. Pale face reminds me to keep my ass on the trunck (she said it nice, but I'm still kind of tight... I maintain). Entepro still quizing me on how does he get a job in courts and says I'm crazy for leaving family with all the overtime, and I tell him its not all about the money... I teach. He asks me where and I tell him. He looks surprised. He looks even more surprised after he asks me what I was about to do tonight, that I said I was on my way to a poetry spot. Like, in his eyes, I could see the 'wow, we pulled over a smart nigga' type look. I'm really pissed now, becuase I can't believe I'm entertaining this shit. White cop is threw in the car, tells me to go sit in the seat. I sit, and the chair is all off the fucking track, like this guy was really looking for some shit. I'm highly upset now. The enteprnegro then comes up to the window with a fucking goofy ass smile asking "you haven't ever been arrested, have you?" I shake my head no... he says "good" and walks back to the conference at my bumper. I look in the rear view, white cop is getting back in the unmarked and the entepronegro brings me back my ids. "Take it easy" he says. And politicions wonder why we don't get down with the nypd... but I thank God, because ... this could have went way left. pray for me that I keep right.