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Chapter 14 - Confessions Pt. 3 END OF VOLUME 2

"Hello, Yo I'm in the booth, I'ma call you right back, No I just gotta put this one part down, I'ma call you back, I'm at the studio man,

Man quit playing with me man, No for real don't play like that, Are you, are you serious?

How you know? Put that on everything,

Damn, I'ma call you back, I'ma call you back."

Tick tick once again life cleaned my clock. 3 years later I'm still so far from the top. In a spiral going down, I thought she was already a queen not that she would usurp the crown. Her master plan all started when she held my hand. To use me for what I was worth not that it was much more than dirt. She played me and it was cake no pot of gold over the rainbow after 50 first dates. I thought he was my boy I didn't even mind that he had my girl mouth looking like a koi. But he lied to my face and even tried to change the pace. I kept going like maybe I misheard it all but their voices were too distinct as I walked down the hall. I wanted to open the door but couldn't I always thought I was hard but it was my ass they put their foot in. I look around to see what I found, a new look on life even more profound. To trust no one so when they betray you they won't have their fun. And make sure the bullets are loaded in their gun so you never have to see their sun.