Control | Kendrick Lamar

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" getcho feet out my face" I mumbled half way asleep pushing my little sister feet out my face, only for her to put them back in my face; the perks of sharing a room with your little sister i tell ya.

admitting defeat, i grumpily got out of my bed grabbing my pillow and a throw over blanket out of the small closet.

"stinking ass feet" i mumbled while walking out of the room and throwing my pillow on the couch i groaned as I plopped down on the coach turning on the TV and started to watch an old rerun of Martin, even thought the volume was all the way down, I'd knew what they were saying- that's how many times i've watched it.

I started to drift off to sleep watching the sitcom when i heard a bang and my mother scream.

"Bitch is you stealing from me?!" the voice yelled at her, I instantly hopped up and grabbed the gun from under the couch i kept.

"Aye nigga i know you ain't hitting on my moms" I said calmly while holding the pistol to his head.

"That bitc-" That's then i cocked it, putting the bullet into the chamber.

"I mean she, s-stole my money." he explained with his eyes shut, i could almost hear his prayers to God pleading with him to not let me pull that trigger.

"Get the fuck outta here, and i swear to God if i ever seen you even around this block, i'll blow yo fucking brains out" I said roughly, tapping my pistol on the side of his head signaling him to get out.

He moved quickly, not even bothering to grab his shoes on the way out, i chuckled when i heard the door slam shut.

I looked over at my moms who was on the bed covering herself up with covers looking at me in fear.

I starred back at her

"Kendrick-" she started off, but i put my hand up in protest and went back to my spot on the couch, turning off the lights.

******* Morning *******

"Kenny wake up, we gotta get ready for school" My little sister, Sydney, said shaking my awake.

Today was the first day of she and she didn't want to be late on her first day of high school, and was extremely excited to get there, me on the other hand, a Senior, was ready to get outta that bitch.

"Alright, alright, I'm up." I waved her off sitting up right on the coach, trying to rub the soreness out of my neck from laying on this cheap ass couch.

"Kenny, you didn't have to do that last night, i had it under control" My moms voice spoke from behind me.

"its okay ma." I simply replied back, I honestly didn't want to even talk about it. I brushed passed her making my way back to the room i shared with my sister in search of something to wear for school.

after finding something to wear I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a big bowl of Fruity Pebbles cereal and sat across from my sister who was eating the same thing, I poured the milk in and pushed my bowl back letting it sit for about a minute.

Using a method i called the 60/40 rule; meaning 60 percent of it soggy and the other 40 percent crunchy.

"You are so disgusting" Sydney said rolling her eyes at my actions, i smirked at her and grabbed the bowl and started to eat it.

"Hurry up i don't wanna be late, you know i gotta get my schedule and stuff." She complained, trying to rush me, I just looked at her and got up and put my bowl of cereal in the refrigerator. making a mental note to eat it later.

"C'mon, why you rushing me" I mumbled heading toward the door, Sydney quickly following behind me.

"So, is this school hyped up like people say it is?" Sydney asked me as we started our 3 block walk to the school.

"its straight I guess" I shrugged, i never really paid attention to all the bullshit that went on, I was really there just to get an education, but im not gonna say i was a nerd, i was cool there with everybody, and pretty well known.

"Any tips?" she continued on.

"Just be yourself, look at me, i didn't even try to make friends, but look how popular i am?" I bragged cockily.

"Nigga, stop flexing" she replied.

"Alright just watch when i step in this bitch; people start dapping me up" I smirked. "Do you have any lunch money?" I asked her changing the conversation.

"Nah" she replied, I pulled out my last five dollars and gave it to her.

"Try to make it last for the rest of the week" I said while handing it to her.

"What about you?" she questioned, stuffing it in her pocket.

"I'll have some ho buy my shit for me"

"Nigga if you don't get on with yo nappy headed self" she chuckled pushing my lightly.

"Alright, you don't think ya big bro got any hoes huh?"

"Nigga i know you ain't got no hoes" she replied back.

"Watch yo mouth" I replied we weren't the far from the school. "But aye when we get here, we dont know each other, alright? I dont need you to killing my style, ya feel me?" I said half serious to her.

"Nigga i don't want to see around with yo ugly self anyways" She mumbled,

"We'll meet back by the flag pole after school alright? and the office is right down there on the left, see ya later kid" I said when we got to the front of the building before we walked in.

"Alright, see you later bro." She said and we went out separate ways.