Chapter 63 - Only

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(Thursday, August, 7th, 2011)

Today I'm in the studio with Royce, Denaun, and Marshall with the radio on. No I'm not talking to Marshall, he's just sitting in the room writing in his notebook. Since Marshall went through with So Much Better, I got Drake, and Wayne on a song called Only aimed towards Marshall.

"You really doing this" Royce whispers to me, and I just nod my head.

"Ya some crazy motherfuckers" Denaun whispers, and shakes his head.

The song starts playing, and Marshall lightly bobs his head to the beat. My voice starts to come through the speakers, and Marshall immediately stops bobbing his head.

"Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake
On my life, man, fuck's sake
If I did I'd ménage wid' him and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake
My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but tape
Yea, that was a setup for a punchline on duct tape
Worried 'bout if my butt fake
Worry 'bout ya'll guys, us straight
These girls are my sons, Jon and Kate plus eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was late
Dinner with my man on a G5 is my idea of a up-date
Hut hut one, hut hut two, big titties, big butt too
Fuck with them real guys who don't tell guys what they up to
Had to show bitches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
Dez hoes couldn't test me even if they name was pop quiz
Bad bitches who I fuck with', mad bitches we don't fuck with'
I don't fuck with' them chickens unless they last name is cut let
Let it soak in like seasoning
And tell them bitches, blow me, Lance Stephenson" My voice played through the speakers, Marshall's eyes widened, and Denaun had his head down. I couldn't help but laugh at Marshall's face it was hilarious.

"I never fucked MG cause she got a man
But when that's over then I'm first in line
And the other day in her Maybach
I thought God damn, this is the perfect time
We had just come from that video
You know LA traffic, how the city slow
She was sitting down on that big butt
But I was still staring at the titties though
Yea, low key or maybe high key
I been peeped that you like me, you know
Who the fuck you really wanna be with besides me?
I mean, it doesn't take much for us to do this shit quietly
I mean, she say I'm obsessed with thick women and I agree" Drake rapped, and I laughed so hard I collapsed on the floor. When the song finished Royce, and Denaun snuck out of the studio like I wouldn't notice.

"What the fuck was that!" Marshall yelled once they left.

"A song made by rappers, you see we had a beat, and we rhymed words-" Marshall cut me off, from being sarcastic.

"I know that! Why!" He yelled.

"You think you can make So Much Better, and get away with it. Yeah, I don't think so" I say, and roll my eyes.

"Fuck you!" Marshall yells.

"And fuck you too!" I yell back, and I left the studio.

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