68• Teach Me

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After we were done dancing we chilled on the fire escape.

"Spit a bar for me." He said

"I don't know how to rap."

"Its alright. Freestyle. I'll give you time to think."

I spent some time thinking and said what came to mind. "Who dafuq is this..."

"Word."

"In my messages? Got all these dudes tryna get me preg-a-nent."

"Shit!"

"Bitch you got me bent. Yeah, I'm heaven sent. Setting these laws like I am the pres-i-dent."

"Keep goin'." He cheered.

"Crusin' in a Benz, countin' all my sins. I'm living in a dream life aint always what it seems..."

"What's the word?!"

"To be...waiting on the chance to be free, without paying a mothafuckin' fee. Rockin' Supreme tees bitch I stay Queen Bee." I started feeling it. "I'm Queen Bee ain't a nigga or a bitch fresher than me. I stay fresh so everybody can see, these bitches hatin' out here cuz they can't be me I slay with my niggas so these broads know how to dress properly. My nigga Kidd Liyah killin' the game, we stay ballin' fuck the clique you claim! Stay in ya lane, ya crew come at me cuz they know they lame."

Joey's jaw was hanging. "NIGGA!"

I smiled and looked down.

"You sure you don't know how to rap?!" He was so surprised.

"Positive." I nodded my head.

"You wanna do a song with me?"

Right after he said that I turned down his offer. "Uh uh. No! I have no talent! Plus, that was just a joke."

"You can sing." He said

"I cant sing at all." I said

"Stop lying! I heard that voice before and I dig it." He shook me lightly.

"Stooooooooooooop!"

"I'm serious. I wanna do a song with you. You have a beautiful voice."

"What's the song about?" I asked

"Us." He chuckled. "I know it's corny but...whatever."

"Fine. What's it called?"

"Teach me." He said

"Alright. Let's get to writing." I went to get a notebook and sat on his lap.

"God damn. Who told you to come over here." He said as he adjusted himself.

"Fine, I'll get up."

"NO, NO, NO!!"

"Stop yellin'!"

"I'M NOT YELLIN" He yelled. "I AM NOW!"

-.-

"Sorry. Lets start." He said

We got started and it was going great.

A/N: If young metro don't trust you I'm gon shoot.
I'm salty asf. I gotta pay for Kanye's album, Df I look like!?

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