My name is Meghan I'm thirty-four years old. I'm a female rapper, I've been working solo, but I've been trying to get a record deal. When I go to Detroit to perform in my best friends club, what happens when I meet rapper Eminem, and Love meets Fame...
The video shoot for Motherfucker went great, currently their editing the music video which is great. I got some pictures taken yesterday, those are good too. Now I'm off to take pictures for the double XL 2011 freshmen cover.
Today in wearing a black bralet with a bunch of straps, camo skinny jeans, black high heels, I'm wearing my hair in two cornrows, and in my eyes in wearing my black contacts.
When Marshall, and I walk in I see one familiar face. Kendrick Lamar, and Yelawolf. I met Kendrick the day I got drunk in Cali, and Yela through some other people a couple years ago.
"Yo Maegan" Michael said, and came up to me giving me a hug.
"Yo long time no see" I said, and then we released from the hug.
"I ain't even gonna ask how've you've been, cause I know. I'm pretty sure everyone in this building knows how've you've been" Michael says which makes me smile a bit.
"Well yeah life's a lot better, how's everything?" I ask.
"Good, good" he says.
"Yo Em, this is my friend Michael, Michael this is Em" I say, and they talk for a bit. The photographer called Michael, and I over cause we were starting, wow cover of double XL.
"Ooooo, MG, and Slim sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G first comes love them comes marriage then comes a baby in a baby carriage" Some guy I believe that goes by Meek Mill said.
"And you are?" I said, and thought about it for a second.
"Wait your Meek Mill, right?" I asked a little unsure.
"Yup that's me" Meek said, and I nodded my head.
The photographer told me to stand next to Meek, I was standing in front of Mac Miller, and Michael was to my right. I put my arm on Meek's shoulder, and my other arm on my waist. The photographer shakes his head, and looks down.
"MG you've got the creepiest eyes" He said, and took deep breath then went to take the pictures.
They gave us ten minutes to change into something else for the freestyle cypher. Marshall came with me into my dressing room, and they had a bunch of clothes set out. While I was putting on a different outfit Marshall was helping me taking out my cornrows.
I worn one of their white crop tops, ripped skinny jeans, a camo headband, a pair of timberlands, and a multiple color flannel. My hair was left curly wavy after Marshall took the cornrows out which was a nice look.
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