KILANI // J.O.

T H I R T Y - F I V E

Don't play the video yet.

Another month later, rolling loud 🤭

"C'mere baby." Jamal crawled over to me after hearing my voice. "We need fix your hair." I told him.

"How do I look?" Jah said lighting his cigarette.

"Good now get that shit out of here." I said pointing to the cigarette.

He rolled his eyes and kissed his teeth.

"Um, excuse me? Our son is in the fucking room." I squinted my eyes at him.

He got up and walked out.

"You're daddy's an idiot." I mumbled to Jamal.

"D-Daaadbb." He babbled.

Yes he's 5 months old and already talking shut up shh

"No fucking way." I was speechless, not because I just heard his first word, but because his first word was 'Dad'. "What about momma?"

"Daaadbb.."

"I'm sad now." I shook my head giggling a little. "Jaaahhseeehh!" I called out.

He stood in the doorway looking annoyed. "What."

"Fine be like that. I won't tell you nothing then."

"Okay....Yes my dear?"

"Better." He chuckled. "He just said his first word."

"What?!" He kneeled beside us to be face to face with Jamal. "What'd he say?"

"Dad." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm the favorite. There's the proof." He rubbed it in my face.

"Nigga he only said 'dad' cause I said it in front of him." I straight faced him.

"Niibbaa.." he said pointing to Jah

"Oh my god. He repeats that but not momma. Take your son." I placed him in the stroller. "Wait lemme take a picture. Jamal!" I caught his attention and snapped a picture.

"He really just called me a nigga."

"Thas' yo' kid." I laughed

"Imma take him to the car. We'll wait for you there cause I gotta pick up Stoke, this nigga wants to do an interview with us."

"We takin' the g-wagon?" I asked fixing my hair.

"No. We taking my car." He said making me tilt my head at him.

"Nigga that shit is more unsafe than MY car."

"I bought it so imma use it." He said walking out of the room.

He's so obsessed with that car. He barley got it like a couple weeks ago, after we bought this house for sure.