As I get older I identify more with my Ethiopian culture like speaking my language or learning more about history/politics. I'm still pretty much majorily a product of the Black experience in America. I stick out like a sore thumb around the family or during formal occasions cuz I talk and act black as shyt when I'm just being myself, I can talk white but I never do unless I'm at a job and I gotta throw on my patent "non-threatening negro" mask with the fake small talk. I can cook some soul food but I don't know one Ethiopian dish, I can groove to some shyt like any ordinary nikka but I can't do iskista for shyt, I've mostly fukked with AAs but I've just started venturing out more to Habesha chicks.
Since a lot of my friends were first gen like me we all collectively identified with the AA's among us and embraced the culture. The older we got the more we experienced the fukked up shytlike police harassment, cacs acting shook for no reason in empty areas, friends/family in prison, hard times, etc. I'm proud of my culture and family history, but this stolen soil cultivated my seed into who I am today so certain aspects will always stick. At best, I'll prolly just find a balance between the two.