Deacon Cuss Man

People who are in power.

People who are leaders should always have somebody that speaks on their behalf.

It ain't just uh

president of the United States of America.

That ain't the only one.

Let's go down to the church.

Pastor needs somebody

to speak on his behalf.

When the uh what they call the the parishioners.

The members be rolling up on pastor with some colorful language.

Talking down to him, cussing at him.

See, Pastor ain't got the trip.

Pastor got deacon uh cuss man.

Deacon cuss man, don't nobody know it.

He just somebody passed it and picked up off the street.

He done cleaned that boy up 98%.

98% clean.

That last two percent.

He can't stop that boy from cussing.

So he may as well utilize.

Well he could leave.

So with the members, the parishors.

We roll it up on pastors with the colorful language and talking down to them.

Pastor just oh

Sister Jonas.

I'm not going to go back and pull with you on this, anyway.

And I'm not going to stoop to your level and talk to you the way you're talking to me.

But the way you're talking to me is disrespectful.

It's not necessary.

Therefore, this conversation between you and I is henceforth and forever over.

But the next man that you will be talking to is the one and only Deacon Cosmate.

I understand.

And then we got a problem.

I understand, Sister Johnson, that you've been running around talking by Pastor.

You've been up there with the Usher mode, talking by Pastor.

You've been over there with the choir members talking about pastor.

Cause you're a low-down and dirty motherfucker.

Yes, the fuck you are.

I want you to look at me.

I said, look at me.

Oh, good God almighty.

Because I remember.

I was in.

I remember when you was three months behind on your motherfucking rent.

Do you remember that shit?

Yes, the fuck you do.

Because you came to pass.

The deacon board went to the trustees.

We came.

We gave

you that motherfucking money.

And didn't we give it to you?

Yes, the book we need.

So I want you to hear me and hear me well.

Good God almighty.

I want you to leave your road, leave your hymn book, get your shit, and get your ass.

I said get your ass.

I tiss church.

But before you leave, I said before you leave, we want you to puck up.

I said pucker up.

Go for your lips.

And kids.

I said, kid, our motherfucking eye.

Thank you, Nick.