Transylvania

Chapter 17: Pigs Fly

Raiyn

For the next few days, things between Tyler & I got weird. We didn't say much to each other. He still walked me to my classes & to my house on occasions. But we didn't really talk. All our conversations became school related. Some days he would invite me to go hang out with him, Jasper, Earl, and Spencer. It was fun, but we didn't talk to each other directly. I knew kissing him was a bad idea. Now everything is awkward again. On the bright side, Reggie hasn't beat me lately. Well, he hasn't been around. I'm glad too. No more waking up at 3 & 4 am to arguments or coming home just to get beat. I'm enjoying that. Jaden is growing bigger. She's a little diva. I love her. Tyler helps me with cat food & stuff. I just wish things were back to where they used to be.

Tyler

My mind is at 25,000 different places right now. I'm putting my album together. Doing shit with my friends. All this stupid college talk. Then shit is back to awkward between Raiyn & I. It's crazy man. Taco & his family are outta town. Sucks because Doms & I were gonna record this song together finally. But I guess we will do it the ghetto way. 

Domo- So the time we finally have a chance to record a song together Taco's fam is out of town? Maybe it's not meant for us to record a song together man.

Tyler- Nah fuck that. We are gonna record. We just have to improvise.

Domo- What are we gonna record with?

Tyler- With this mac mic.

Domo- That's ghetto as fuck dawg!

Tyler- Do you want to do this song or what? This is probably the only time we can do this.

Domo- I'll do it, my nigga.

Tyler- Good. I'll go first. Hit the record button when I signal you.

I got my lyrics for the song out got myself together & signaled Domo to hit record.

Tyler- (rapping) Aye Aye Aye

Oh

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

They say that I never cease to amaze

While half my mental belongs in a cage

The ape is a beast, tranquilize that bitch

If you niggas selling dope then you selling my shit

Selling my assets, I'm so damn illegal that I need to be arrest

But then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection.

The pigs fly away in the morning

But I ain't get to see you today

And if I want to go outside

I got to make sure that I can play here

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Well, you ain't been looking through my eyes.

Domo- (rapping) I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Wore my wings and my jeans but my hat is from Supreme

So I guess that's where I hide my things

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Middle finger missing so I can not give a fuck

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

So I'm chasing the dreams, no realities

Hoping that maturity won't be too mad at me

But if so, I'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Long as I can feel my heart tap like happy feet.

Tyler- (rapping) Fatherless kids orphans like me and Domo is

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Just like a shirt, that's why our stains smell like the shit, that's from.

The pigs fly away in the morning

But I ain't get to see you today

And if I want to go outside

I got to make sure that I can play here

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Well, you ain't been looking through my eyes,

And my circus is all night (Don't go home tonight)

It's all night (Don't go home tonight, chill)

It's all night (Please stay, don't go home tonight)

I'm an odd fellow, the opposite of mellow

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

I was dealing with iller shit like professional plumbers

Like food for thought was my father but I ain't have the hunger

My self-esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

My pride is gone, I'm that guy like Aaron Hall

Shit, I know some niggas wear their hearts on they sleeves

But I wear mine on my head, Supreme.

Song complete.

Domo- This song was depressing as fuck man.

Tyler- Sorry...

Domo- But we finally got it down.

Tyler- Yeah finally. Now get out my house nigga.

Domo- Damn. How are you gonna treat your nigga like that?

Tyler- I'm just joking.

Domo- Can I get something to drink?

Tyler- Yeah I don't care.

He went into the kitchen. I started editing the song. Our voices sound cool when they are dropped down an octave. I'm gonna keep it like that since this song is kinda dark. Domo came back in with the biggest cup we have filled to the very top with juice. I gave him a look.

Domo- What? (sips his drink)

Tyler- Are you thirsty or something nigga? Damn.

Domo- It's hot as fuck out here man.

Tyler- (chuckles) Alright man...

I went back to editing. Once it was over we listened to it a few times than a few of my other tracks. Domo left into the kitchen to go fill that cup back up drinking all my shit. Then he came back.

Domo- Yo Tyler?

Tyler- What?

Domo- There's some girl at your front door.

Tyler- (stands up) A girl?

Domo- Yeah man. She's crying & she looks pretty beaten up. She wants to see you.