"You're not like those other ones, you're a good guy."
"He looks like a thug."
"What about Chicago?"
We can even go into the reverse psychology game cacs like to play to make us feel like we're dangerous people.
*Scenario*
Some black youths are shopping for a Superbowl party, they live in a mixed income part of town, shyt cost too much at the store tho so they decide to leave. As they walk out of the chip aisle a white guy around the same age is comparing prices. One of the youths politely says "Excuse me" since he and his cohorts were walking through his line of sight. To which the cac replies "I'm sorry"


in a fearful, defensive tone. The young nikkaz keep it moving.
Now they're in the garage, its relatively empty since its a quiet evening plus its a few days before the big game anyway. Mind you, all these youths have on what you would consider authentic urban wear you can substitute this for whatever region. So as they walk to the car of one of the young men, a cac bytch, also walking to her car, notices the youths behind her and the click clack rhythm of her heels speed up dramatically as she's suddenly racing to her vehicle. Finally getting to her car and struggling to get the keys into the door before finally getting inside and speeding off. During all this the fellas keep the same slow relaxed walk and pace, befuddled as to why this lady just raced away as she did.
I changed the scenarios, but the incidents are absolutely true. shyt's deeper than rap when it comes to a cac.