Overly Dedicated (Book 2)

"Night of the Living Junkies"

Kendrick Lamar Duckworth.

♪♪Living in a premature place... wait

Never grow to see the pearly gates... break

Every time a bullet detonate... dates... of obituary carry crates

Of a scary picture with a family member that relate to ya

In December you was finna pin another case

On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe

As the record spinning, you was hearing angels entertain

Every pun intended, that was wicked, coming from your brain

Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again

That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain

Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain

Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change

Everybody ain't (blessed, my nigga)

Yes, my nigga, you're blessed, take advantage, do your best, my nigga

Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet

Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga

You reject these niggas that neglect your respect

For the progress of a baby step, my nigga

Step-step my nigga, one, two, skip-skip

Back-back, look both ways, pull it off the hip

Blast at anybody say that you can't flip

This crack into rap music every other zip is a track

Get used to it, get it off quick

Come back, give back to the city you've built

That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dog

It ain't nothing but a bunch of fuck niggas, dog

In a minute everybody gon' be winning

Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all.. Blessed♪♪

I walk backstage with the ScHoolBoy Q right behind me. Backstage is Solana(SZA), Soul and Isaiah, the whole TDE crew. I plop down on the couch drained. "Man I'm beat." I say as I exhale. "Shut the fuck up." Q said as he pulled out a bag of weed. Soul took three blunts out of his pocket, him and Q behind to roll up.

"All y'all niggas do is smoke, gone turn into ash trays." I joke. Q sucked his teeth. "Your lame ass always got some shit to say. Them big ass ears you got, fuck your momma an elephant." Q joked which caused everyone in the room, including me to laugh. "That fat ass potato head you got." I said and Soul began to laugh loudly. "Nigga you find that shit funny?" Q asked Soul.

"Black ass lips look like them jawns burnt. You look like a fucking German Shepherd." Q said. The two behind to throw jokes at each other as I chuckled. Solana had a blunt in hand taking small puffs and Isaiah had his arm around her. I laid back on the couch feeling the sleep coming upon me. "Look at this nigga Dot." Q pointed at me. "He in his own little world." He laughed and I smiled.

" Over the Pyrex, where my world at." I smiled with low eyes. I wasn't smoking but  if someone walked in here they would think I was because of how low my eyes are. I got up from the couch making my way towards the door. "Nigga where you going." Soul asked as he let the smoke escape his mouth and black lips. "Studio." I walked out, shutting the door and making my way to the studio. Time is money so use your time wisely.

Marley Fontain-Copper.

"How's the chicken? This is my first time trying this recipe." I asked Rachel. She ate a piece of chicken and slowly chewed it. "Mm.. It's actually good, very good. What recipe is this?" I look at the recipe book to see what the name of the recipe was. "Teriyaki wings."

She ate another piece of chicken and make noises as she did. I lean on the counter with my elbows and my face resting on my palms as I looked at her as she ate. For a while, she didn't notice me staring me her but when she did notice she gave me a weird look. The look on her face caused me to laugh and smile. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She asks me.

"Do you think Benjamin is cheating on me again?" I blurt out and a shock grew upon her face. "Why'd you ask that?" She questions as she licks her finger clean of the sauce from.the chicken. "Because lately he has been so distance and I barely see him. He stops by for a short period of time and then just leaves out, before he leaves he just kisses Taylor on the forehead." I huff. "I don't know what to think of this relatio ship anymore."

"Don't start stressing over this. You have your baby girl to take care of. What you should do is make him sit done with you and talk. A marriage is about compromise, he isn't giving you and Taylor the attention or time or love that he should be doing. Just talk to him." Rachel says and I nod my head understanding her point of view. Just as I opened my mouth to speak, Taylor cries filled the house. I went to her room to see why she was crying.