Beep! Beep! Beep! I hit my alarm clock and got off of my bed. I turned on the shower and only cold water was coming out. Fuck! Our landlord being a dickhead. Fuck it, I got In and began to wash myself. After my morning hygiene, I start to get dress. I put on my old ass white baggy T-shirt, my bleached baggy ass sweatpants and my beat up Retro's 2. I grabbed my backpack and walked downstairs and my parents were arguing as always. But, this argument was real different. This time, they were talking about me.
"Frank, you know me and Rahiem are struggling to even keep the damn house. All we have left is a few dollars."
"Unique, it's either him or us. And I don't want Rahiem to be living outside in the cold. I'll call the adoption center." Whoa, whoa. They wanna adopt me? For what?
I stormed out the apartment and got in the elevator and pressed the 1 button. This some bullshit. They really want to get rid of me so I won't live outside? I don't mind. It is the damn Spring. Oh yeah, ya boy graduating on June 16. Shit, class of 2k15. When I reached down to the first floor, the doors opened and I stormed out into the warm weather. I seen girls already tryna sell their bodies for a couple of bucks. I walked passed them and began my journey to this hellhole I call school.
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I walked in and the whole hallway stopped what they was doing and they all just looked at me. I walked to my locker and......
"Rahiem Banks, come to the main office. Rahiem Banks, to the main office." This bitch! I slammed my locker shut and walked in the office and seen-what the fuck!
"Are you Rahiem Banks?" Big time rapper, Kendrick Lamar, said.
"Y-yeah." Damn, why I'm stuttering.
"What's good? I heard plenty of your rapping and I would like for you to come with me. I want to make you noticeable." He said. A huge smile came on my face. Just then, the door opened revealing a pretty ass Lil' girl.
"Hello, are you new?" The principal said.
"Yes, my name is Josephine Young."
"Oh, yes. I have your schedule printed out." She looked at Kendrick and went ballistic.
"Kendrick Lamar, oh my god! I love you." She said jumping. Luckily, she ain't that busted in the chest area.
"Wassup? Glad to meet a young fan." He said. She looked at me.
"You work for him?" She asked me.
"Uh-"
"Yeah, he do. He's gotta write a song by next month." He said surprising me and Josephine.
"What's it about?" She asked.
"Anything." He said looking at me. I know exactly what I'm a rap about.
