A short book, but not an easy one.  Purportedly written to his 15-year old son, possibly as a hard-copy version of the talk that every black male teenager gets.  But published.  Which raises the question of who exactly is the book's intended audience.  I felt like a voyeur reading it.   The structure of the book is loose, more stream of consciousness than anything else.  And the vocabulary is hard to follow, with "people who think they are white" turning into "Dreamers" by the end of the book.