I try to come up with lyrics as the beat plays. My manager is watching me as I open my mind. I finally open my mouth,
"Check it
I don't need a check list
Just put me on your playlist
And put me on your pay list
Yeah,
When last were you relevant?
I got that Jay, element
All my girls love me
Coz I'm different
I can prove that
In a whole track
You can't compete
Just move back
Come at me with your whole pack
I murder you, get a body bag...."
My manager says, "And you spit facts, they need a face check, but you be getting money cheque."
That's right I'm a rapper! I'll be releasing this track when I'm more famous, as for now stick around. I'll be grabbing a smoke. Maybe I'm being a little cocky because these girls love me.
What's my story? I'm Jay, and I look good. I go to a stuck up school and start rap battles. I swear everyone goes crazy.
I live with my aunt since my parents got divorced, aren't everyone's parents divorced? I also have a big-mouthed little sister, Zaheed. She's a version of my mother, in looks; she has brown eyes, crystallized like sugar but darker with a shine and long beautiful eyelashes, thin lips and a not too fat, not too thin nose. She has long black hair which she prefers to tie up into a ponytail.
I'm not posh, so don't expect a posh snob but I'm not humble either. I'm not really an open book but you'll figure me out.
A/N
That's a little sneak-peak into our story and character, Jay. I hope you'll enjoy the story!
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