"You seriously wanna do this with me right now Kentrell?" Jania angrily asked him over the phone trying to figure out what was wrong with him.
The two had been going back and forth on Twitter all day over Imani. Nobody knew what they were arguing about since they never said a name or thing, all they saw was Jania and Kentrell calling each other bitches, etc.
"The fuck? I sound like I'm playing with you right nie Jania? We gon' do it or not?" He mugged like she could see him while putting the blunt up to his lips.
"No, I'm not doing that shit Kentrell! You know Imani is your daughter so what'chu need a DNA test for?"
"Say, you were ah li hoe back in dem days so i'on know" He laughed as the smoke eased out his lips.
"So lemme get this straight. If you saying Imani, not yo' kid you saying Kacey not either right?" Jania smartly spat back smacking her lips.
Kentrell leaned back in the studio chair feeling like he was about to spazz out. Before he could even speak Jania cut his thinking short.
"Maybe if you didn't act the way you do towards her maybe she wouldn't be as fast and grown as she is now. This is all your fault Kentrell from the abortion, shit probably even to her moving to Miami" She breathed out not even noticing she had mentioned the abortion.
"What the fuck did you just say, Jania?" Kentrell fumed waiting for reassurance.
"You heard what the fuck I said kentrell, no point to sit here and repeat myself to yo' grown ass. But you can't even be mad at her for two reasons wanna know why? One, because you were fucking and having kids young. Two, she not yo' daughter, remember?" Jania snapped all in one sentence because she was pissed off.
"Fuck outta here with that bullshit Jania forreal. You were probably the one condoning her to be a hoe cause if my fuckin' memory serves me right I remember you thinking it was ok for her to be fuckin' at 15. Imani li ass knew not to play with me like that, now she out here killing babies?" Kentrell raised his voice waving her off.
Feeling his right eye twitch Kentrell got up from the chair and searched around his home studio for some pills.
"Oh, so today is just point a finger at Jania Meshell because it's all my fault, huh? Well if you have so much of a problem with it and you the billy badass that you claim to be. Go to Miami and whoop her ass about it Kentrell" Jania shouted into the phone before hanging up.
