"I don't need a HOE.
I need a young lady who can complete me. Who's body I can worship, who lips I can cherish, and who's mind I can transform into the women her mother wants her to.
I need my QUEEN, who's unbroken unshattered. Ready to take on all...
Spend a day to get my mind blown Dress it up and go to NASA 200 miles on the dash
Gotta roll a pound up and gas it Switching lanes in a Grand Rapid We the ones that kept it cool with all these niggas 'til these niggas start acting Shoot a nigga like a film in a movie, nigga, gone let 'em have it
Ballin' like the March Madness All these cops shooting niggas, tragic I'm the one that's living lavish
Like I'm playing for the Mavericks I didn't wanna fuck the bitch, the molly made me fuck her even though she average
I rapped along to March Madness: by Future while getting dressed. Even though I wasn't in the best mood I knew this song would get me hype in a matter of minutes. Today I had my interview with ESPN for upcoming High School Football Stars and even though I've been doing this same interview since freshman year, I still get nervous around all the cameras. Deciding not to do to much with my gear, I picked out a pair of all black Tru's, black Timbs, a simple white v neck and my maroon colored bomber, and my silver chain. I decided not to wear my gold bottoms because this interview would be aired tonight on TV and I knew moms would have a heart attack if I had them on.
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"Yo?" I say turning down my music.
"Ian can you pick me up for school?".
I took the phone from my ear, frowning at it. "What's wrong with your car Shay?"
She sighed loudly being overly dramatic. "It won't start and you live the closest to me so just call when your outside. Thanks love!" She say before hanging up in my face.
I shook my head. I can't deal with this girl.
* "Good morning handsome" Shay say looking me over as she got in the car.
I called her twice telling her I was outside and she still had me waiting. I bet ain't shit even wrong with her whip.
"Wassup." I say nonchalantly while pulling off.
"Ugh, who pissed in your cereal this morning?" She ask pulling down the passenger sun visor to look at herself in the mirror.
No doubt she looked good but just observing her now I knew she wasn't the same girl I knew back in elementary. She was showing more skin, wearing makeup which she didn't need. This wasn't the Shaylin Sun Clark I knew.
"Wassup with you?" I ask
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about you switching up. You hanging with Khloe and Nia out of all people, turned ya back on your real friends. And what the fuck is with this makeup." I say snatching it out her hand. "I remember back in the day you swore up and down you would never wear this shit."
