Man I messed up I cant believe that ish just happened. I walked upstairs to the only thing that a knew would never storm out on me,my music.I stepped in the booth and hoped on the mic and began to spit. But nothing absolutely nothing came out. My mind was all messed up and jumbled like a sick twisted acrostic puzzle. All I could thick about was Alicia.Her and whatever the hell just happened. Tormented with frustration I threw the mic against the sound proof studio walls shattering it to pieces 'YO! YO !YO! YO! WHAT THE HELL YOU DOING MAN?? THAT'S A FIVE HUNDRED DOLLAR MIC,yelled my big brother.The last thing I wanted to hear right now was anything from him BROTHER:LIL bro what wrong with you? "A girl," I replied BROTHER: A girl, yo look at! He was pointing to a poster on the wall that they sell after concerts at every venue. I signed it framed it and hung it up on the wall after my first single went platinum."That's you man okay nobody else you.Your finally getting what you ! wanted and worked so hard for .This only the beginning and you worried about one female. "You have thousands of girl screaming your name every night."Look at this" he said, thrusting his brand new IPHONE 5 in my face .It had to be over a hundred and fifty girls in his phone already.My bother was one word a beast when it came to girls there was not girl my brother couldn't pull or hasn't already pulled. I admired him,hell I learned from him he taught me everything he knew about the game and how to play
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