" Yeeeo!" Chris exclaimed walking into the studio I was currently at .
" Wassap?" I asked turning down the music I was rappin on .
"There's someone I want you to meet." Chris replied.
I nodded and turned back to my work .
A few minuets later, a dark skinned brotha walked into the room .
"C, this is Jo-Vaughn Scott. he's gonna be working with you on a couple songs."
I nodded .
Chris left us both in the studio and walked out. Probably to go and buy food leaving me alone with someone I just met! This fucker man ..
"Nice meeting you." I said tryna spark up a conversation .
" You too ." He said in a voice that sounded like a grunt .
He seemed like a quiet indivisual who kept to himself . Shit, I'm the same way , I don't need or come to make friends. Just to get my paper & live the fuck outta life .
Well , at least I tried .
I slid on my gold Beats and got back to work . I began rapping ..
.. "Yeah . .
Another love song gone wrong
So know you are a WOOP
Like based God in wonton
But I didn't
And I ain't even tripping . Another foul ball
But I'm still glad I hit it . . "
Alll of a sudden Jo-Vaugh started spittin ' his own bars .
" 'Cause a lot of niggas didn't, you knowCoulda shoulda type like,"Oh, it was like, too tight"Come on, I would've pipe
But our schedules contradicted
Well I was tied down hey pipe down
First night ya boy laid the pipe down
Took off the night gownAnd whipped out the slanky
Then she screamed, "Joey spank me
"And after that she even thanked me, swanky . . "
At first I was kinda shocked, then regained some composure and continued .
When the song ended, I couldn't help but stare at this Jo-Vaugh kid, I did this on the low of course, I mean who wants someone gawkin ' at them? Shit .. I don't .
I was kinda feeling this dude , all bs aside . It was just something about him, I just can't put my finger on it, at least not right now .
Ugh, what was I saying?! I don't ever mix business with pleasure . I've seen what happens when people do . Someone always gets hurt .
Besides , what the fuck is love anyway? Last time I thought someone "loved" me , he just decided to move on .
He basically murdered us, threw our love away . But enough of that, I've moved on .
Fuck love and everything that comes wirh it .
"That was really good!" I sqeaked .
Ew . What was wrong with me ? Where this this niceness and shit coming from?
"Thanks ." He said with a slight smile .
Chris finally came back. Thank God to cos I was runnin ' outta things to say or do at this point .
We said our goodbyes and parted ways, I left feeling confused about today .
It was as if a spark just flew and a fire ignited when me and Jo-Vaughn started rapping .
Ugh , here I go again with this cliche love shit . Hopefully I'm more sure about myself tomorrow .
