I didn't know anything about Los Angeles. I'd come from New York, learned my way around the cutthroat streets and moved on into the new city for hopes at a better life. But I never really had thought that my past would catch up with me, and let alone being saved by a mysterious woman that claims to care. At first, I didn't like her. "Sasha Fierce", like, what kind of name is that?! Beyoncé, as she was otherwise called, promised to make it all better. Apparently, I hold a piece of information that two rival gangs want. I guess Beyoncé is my only hope. "Kiss my neck and call me baby." "Only if you call me daddy." "But we're both women-" "That's incredibly sexist. I can still be your daddy if you want me to be." "I do." [ cover by @lincvinyl - regular updates ]