Secrets 2

Downtown

Merry Christmas if your reading this.

Excuse any errors.

August

Da Police was asking us all type of questions on who could possibly kill my brotha.

Momma was amess,and I knew she ain't want these damn Policeman questioning ha on shit she ain't know.

My niggas Derail, Eric,Travis,and I went ta go pay Andre ah visit.

I was riding shot gun with the shotgun, Andre heard the shots nigga don't run I made sure he got a cap in his ass.

Let's just say he got taken care of.

We buried Mel that Saturday,a lot of people came ta give respect. But nobody was gonna bring my brotha back.

I was mad nobody got caught but what they ain't know was it was already taken care of.

While erbody ate, I walked off as I got in Nicki's Range.

I was happy my baby came ta be my support system when ah nigga was down right now.She was up in dea wit Mama and the rest of da fam doin what they do best ...talk shit!

"Hey August ,"a guy said as I looked at him through my shades.

Oh Wassup Malak ,I said taking a hit of my blunt.

"How you holding up,"he asked.

How you think I'm holdin up, I just buried my fucking brotha am I suppose ta be happy,I said blowing the smoke out.

"Look Sheila told me you sing I can make you somebody have you makin legal money ,"he said leaning on the car.

I already make legal money fawk you mean nigga, I said taking anotha hit.

"The streets talk man I know your Yungin the guy everybody get supply from ova dea on 1st Avenue , " he said looking at me.

Who da fuck ya suppose ta be a cop, I asked.

Ya gonna arrest me, I asked putting my blunt out.

"Nah I'm just a guy trying to get a young black man out the hood,"Malak said.

I heard about him a lil from my mom's that he's this big DJ ova on the Southside.

Why me tho, I asked.

"Your Momma just buried yo brother who did the same thing you doin right now,ion think she should bury another son,"he said.

So you gonna put a nigga on,I asked.

"Come by the studio later on and I'll see what I can do,I got a friend in town who may help you ,"he said as I nodded.

I got out Nicki's Range as I walked back in the building they was serving food at.

I waited as the lady fixed my plate as I walked over and sat in front of Nicki.

She smiled as I gave her a smile back.

What, I asked looking at her.

"Nothing,"she said stuffing her mouth.

Mama can you pass the hot sauce, I said as she passed it too me.

I drowned my chicken in hot sauce,as I was about to dig in.

"You better say grace, " my Mama said.

I said a prayer as I ate.

My Mama and I relationship have been on ah rolla coasta. Since Mel's death she seems to always be active in my life more.

Why you telling Malak I can sing Ma.

"Cause I'm grown and I can tell Malak what I want ,"my Mama said as Nicki laughed.

"You can sing, "Nicki asked surprised.

I ...

"Of course he can before he left from under my roof I always had him singing in the Church choir,"my mom said.

I shook my head as I ate.

You think I should do it,I asked Nicki as we went home.

"I just want you too do something you love,"she said texting.

So if I blow up you comin to all my shows.

"May be, "she said smiling.

Afta I dropped Nicki off, I called Malak ta get da address.

I parked next ta Malak as I got out.

He was posed all up on his pickup truck.

"Your late,"he said taking off his shades.

Well Damn man I had ta drop my ol' lady off, I said.

"I don't give a damn,"he said walking in the building as I followed.

"Jantè,"this is August.

I dapped him up.

"Jantè is a CEO at Def Jam Recordings, me and him go way back. You lucky he in town,"Malak said as I listened.

"He any good, "Jantè asked.

Damn ah nigga can hear,actin like the shit don't hurt ah nigga feelings.

"Let's see,"Malak said.

"August go through that door right there and put those headphones on,"Malak said giving orders.

I did as told surprisingly this was a nice ma'focka to record in I knew I couldn't mess up especially when I could possibly get a deal today.

"Can you hear me,"Malak asked as I gave him a thumbs up.

"Imma mix you a beat and you have fun on it ...Ight,"he said as I nodded.

Malak started mixing as the beat started playing.

My brotha was all a Nigga could think about.

The beat filled the headphones as I closed my eyes and let everything out.

Phone just RANG heard a nigga got got
He was over in the East last thing that he heard six shots
He ain't gettin' no love from the cops, nobody got caught
Real talk when I heard who it was, heart damn near stopped
Somebody done killed my brother, now I gotta get back
Let 'em know 'cause a nigga gotta feel that!
Sitting shotgun with the shot gun
When you hear the shots come, nigga don't run!
Already bad, it can only get worse
Hand full of steel 'cause the shit still hurts
Cut so deep when they put him in the hearse
Never saw 25, had to put him in the dirt.

Malak and Jantè looked at each other.

I think we've found our next big thing to take us on a whole nother level,Jantè said walking out making a phone call.

I got mixed feelings on this chapter but Happy Holidays.