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chapter sixteen:
LA FLAME

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October 18th, 2012.
Kelsey

"So, what do you think about this one?" Jacques was currently playing some beats from Owl Pharaoh and wanted my honest opinion on them.

"Gimme the headphones" He passed his studio headphones to me and let me re-adjust them.
"Okay, play it." He tapped a key from his MacBook keyboard and the beat started  playing.

I was nodding my head to the beat. I was feeling this one hard.
"Daaaamn, you really spit some flame on this one!"  I said in excitement after I gave his headphones to him.

"Really?!" He asked me with wide eyes and I nodded.

"Deadass. Wait, you used Blocka as a sample?" He nodded.
"That's why this sounded familiar." I muttered and he smiled.

"Have you wrote any lyrics for this one?" I asked Jack.

"Um, I have some things written down, yeah. Imma let you listen to the recorded version." He said while looking for something on his laptop.

"Have you found the title of the song yet?" He shook his head and I nodded.

"Here." He passed me his headphones again and I listened to the song.

'... I got diamonds on my blocka,
serve it to my flocka, yeah, that's my flocka, to my flocka,
pray to Lord on my shotta, she be proper,
yeah, that's my flocka.'

The song now ended and a huge smile was plastered on my face.

"Damn." That was all I could say. This song was lit. I watched Jacques smiling, feeling proud of his self.

"Just like my French aunt would say, you been spitting la flames (the flames) on this one." After I said this, the whole room got silent. I could tell Jack was thinking about something, just couldn't figure out what.

"Shiiiit!" He said and got off the bed to run around my room like a four year old kid. I turned my head to look at him.

"You're a fucking genius, Kells!" He ran to me and then jumped and fell on me. My back was now facing the mattress and I furrowed my brows when he landed on top of me.

"Wha—" I was interrupted by Jack kissing my cheek multiple times. He then removed his self from me and went back to his laptop.

"What's going on?" I asked him confused.

"Done." He said after tapping the enter key and closing his MacBook.

"The song it's now called Blocka La Flame." He proudly said and I couldn't help but smirk.

"Alright, when this'll be huge, imma need you to pay me a fair amount for my idea." I teased and he playfully rolled his eyes. I got
up and walked to him.

"I will take you on a shopping spree after Owl Pharaoh drops." He placed his hands on my waist and pecked my lips softly.

"You better." I messed with his braids and walked to the bathroom.

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