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Fifty-One

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July 14th, Monday 2025
Beyoncé Knowles
1:30 pm

I listen to Megan talk as I sit in the chair next to her. We are currently in her studio, I'm taking a little break in between shows so I have some free time. Megan is recording some music right now and I just wanted to be in the studio with her.

"I feel like I should just use an 808 and make it sound like a drum machine." She says before pressing a button then a 808 starts to sound louder and clearer along with the other instrumental

I honestly have no idea what the fuck she's talking about but whatever she did sounded better than how it sounded before.

"I like that." I rasp out with a wide smile on my face as I nod my head to the beat

"You do?" She asks

"Yeah, it sounds better." I respond and she nods

"Okay wait. This one..or this one?" She asks before clicking something on her laptop

I don't know what she did but the instrumental sounds completely different, it's so smooth and it has Megan's name written all over it. I love this one but I think I prefer the first one.

"The first one." I reply and she nods before clicking on her laptop and the first instrumental she chose plays aloud

I feel myself just staring at her while smiling widely. I love this woman with my entire soul. I have so much respect for her and I admire everything that she does, she's so talented it's crazy. Megan produces 90% of her stuff and she write all of it, sometimes I help her co-write but that's about it.

"So what do you think about these lyrics?" She asks me before sliding me her notebook that has a pen in between it

I smile widely before taking the notebook. I begin to read the lyrics and oh my god they are very detailed, sexually. My eyes widen as I continue to read it.

"Woah." I rasp out while chuckling

"Air out our freakiness why don't you." I joke

"I won't release it, if you don't want me to." She replies

"Oh puhlease, you've been rapping about the ways we have sex ever since you were eighteen. I'm not ashamed of it." I reply before sliding the notebook back to her

She chuckles softly before looking down at the notebook.

"The first time you made a song about us having sex I was so shocked, like I obviously knew you made it because you played it for me before you released it. I was more shocked by the public's reaction to the song." I explain as I spin around in the chair

"I don't really remember the public reactions actually." She respond while she continues to write

"I was still seventeen and niggas were going into DEPTH about the ways they think we had sex." I remind her

"Fucking creeps. I'm sorry I did that to you baby." She tells me

"You didn't do anything, I didn't mind that you made that song because I'm your girl, and you had a right to talk about it. It was just a little crazy to see grown ass men fawn over me like that when I was seventeen." I reply and she nods understandingly