I arrived at the studio and met up with Bone Thugs. It's time to start working on their album Creepin On Ah Come Up. The album is already set to be released this year in June.

"Aight let's do this. The faster we lay down some tracks, the faster I can release this album," I said.

"Damn E we've been waiting for you. Why are you late? You told us to meet you here at 7:00, its 11:15," said Layzie.

"I know my fault. I overslept."

We started working on the lead singles which are called "Foe Tha Love of $" and "Thuggish Ruggish Bone". I decided to be feautured on Foe Tha Love of $. Yella helped produce it and I plan on shooting a music video for it as well.

"Aye do y'all think you can write my verse for me?" I asked.

"Nah E, we want you to do it," said Krayzie.

"I can't come up with nothing."

"We can help you brainstorm ideas. But as far as writing your verse, that's all you E," Bizzy replied.

We spent hours brainstorming ideas for my verse and the rest of the song. After brainstorming, I finally came up with something. It ain't much but it'll do.

"This is what I came up with. Tell me if you like it and if it'll fit," I said.

"Standing on the corner straight slanging rocks. Aww shit here comes the muthafucking cops. So I dash, I ducks and I hides behind a tree. Making sure the motherfuckers don't see me. Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah I stuffed em. Police on my drawers, I had to pause and yeah it's still muthafuck em. Now my game is tight, tight as fuck is my game. Eazy Motherfucking E or Eric Wright it's all the same. Now niggas might trip on how I stacks my grip. I got to have it bitch. For the love of this shit."

"What y'all think?" I asked.

"It's dope E but it's missing something," said Flesh.

"Yeah what he said. You should add an extra line after 'for the love of this shit'," Bizzy suggested.

"Well that's the best I can do. I know my verse ain't all that but it's something. That's why I asked you niggas to write it for me."

"Yeah we could've wrote your verse E but how is your writing skills going to improve if people keep writing for you? If you keep using ghost writers you'll never learn," Layzie said.

"Muthafucka," I mumbled.

Bizzy looked up.

"Yo E I think that's the icing on the cake," he said while grinning.

"What you mean?" I asked.

"Say muthafucka again," he said.

"Muthafucka?"

"Yeah but say it with passion. Like you really mean it."

"Muthafucka!" I yelled.

Layzie laughed.

"Okay that's good E but say it with aggression," he suggested.

"Muthafucka! That's the best I can do Layzie."

"Okay now say it after the last line."

"Now niggas might trip on how I stacks my grip. I got to have it bitch. For the love of this shit. Muthafucka!"

"Uh that's good but it can be better," said Bizzy.

"Aye y'all niggas are starting to piss me off. How exactly do you want me to say it?" I asked.

"E just pretend that you're saying this shit in front of the muthafucking police. Imagine one of those sons of bitches in your face. Now let's try this again."

"Now niggas might trip on how I stacks my grip. I got to have it bitch. For the love of this shit. Muthafuckaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Hell yeah E now that's what I'm talking about man! Now we got to write an edited version," Bizzy suggested.

"For the edited version, we should just leave out muthafucka," I said.

"Yeah but if you end the verse at 'for the love of this shit', it's going to be kind of boring."

"Okay well how about 'stupid sucka'?" I suggested.

"Hell yeah E I'm down. You a fucking genius man," said Layzie.

"Y'all deserve some credit too man. You niggas are creeping on a come up."

Minutes later my pager went off. It was Stephanie, the girl I met earlier.

"Who paged you E?" Flesh asked.

"Aaliyah," I lied.

"Hey Eric, can I call you Eric? It's Stephanie. I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out today. I know you're a busy man but I really would like to get to know you. Please reply"

I paged her back.

"Yeah baby I'm down. Page me your address and I'll see you tonight."

"What did she want?" Krayzie asked.

"Just wanted to know where I was. You know she's nosey as hell," I lied again.

"Yeah but E she bad as fuck bruh. You lucky to call her your baby mama," said Layzie.

"Yeah," I replied.

Later that evening, Stephanie paged me her address and I picked her up at her crib.

"Hey Eazy thanks for coming! I didn't think that you would though. So you're single right?" she asked.

"You can call me Eric baby and yeah. I ain't messing with nobody," I lied.

She laughed.

"What's funny?" I asked.

"Because someone as fine as you can't be single. Baby you're too sexy to not have a love life."

"Yeah well relationships just ain't for me. I tried a few times but failed. The women I used to mess with were scandalous."

She placed her hand on top of mine.

"Well I know we just met and don't really know each other but I want to try to love you. Based on how you carry yourself, I can tell that you've been hurt. Let me heal your broken heart Eric."

"Oh yeah? You really want to be my girl?"

"Yes," she replied.

I had to think about some shit, like Aaliyah. I sighed and looked at her.

"Alright," I said.

She smiled.

"So where are we going?" she asked.

"Where ever you want to go."

"The movies," she said.

What did I just do, I thought.