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CHAPTER-ELEVEN UPTOWN MADNESS
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"I KNOW ONE THING for sure yo ass better stop blowing my phone up all hours of the day like some crazy super stalker manic. I don't know who more aggravating between you and bill collectors, probably yo ass. Next time you keep paging me and bugging I'ma make you narrow behind get a job and pay my phone bill matter of fact consider yourself blocked. Yeah.... whatever yo mama a bitch now 1-800- GET THE FUCK off my line bitch! I yelled through the phone in annoyance and toss that shit somewhere in the back seat of my car. I should have learned my lesson by now messing around with these damn hoes. Some broad I hooked up with out of boredom from a couple of nights ago decided she didn't wanna go about her business and dared to play phone tag on my shit by calling and hanging up like a little ass schoolgirl. So unfortunately I had to be a jackass and slide her in her place right quick I didn't like calling females out their names like that because I wasn't raised to do so but sometimes these damn females make you go there with their asses.
But I held myself responsible too for the simple fact I messed around with them daily knowing how they were. I was slowly growing tired of groupies and females in general who wanted nothing, anything but our fame and money. I wanted a real female who scratched that out a real woman who I could talk to foreal and laugh with, somebody who could hold it down for me on a serious note but I knew it would be a long minute before I found that special woman and I kinda wasn't rushing for it either.
I dug down into the glove department right quick and seized a of box cigarettes sitting on top of some unknown paperwork that probably came with the car. I took one out and put it in my mouth and lit it up with one motion. I honestly didn't even like cigarettes like that and never imagined myself smoking them. I used to frown up in disgust whenever my Aunt used to smoke them and now here I was with a little habit of my own. Cancer sticks or not the shit lowered my stress levels when it was needed.
I raised the window down to get the smoke out and rested my head against the seat. I was sitting outside in my car for over a minute now waiting for Aaliyah to come down with her stuff so I could get her moved into my place officially. I was somewhat secretly excited about it too although I wasn't going to show it me being me. But I was kind of happy I didn't have to spend any more time in that big ass house of mine alone and on top of that I was able to get more music done without interference which was the main point.
