Disclaimer: This story is for entertainment purposes only. It is completely fictitious, and the author means no harm to Marshall Mathers, his family, friends, or anyone else that may have been depicted as a “real life” character. No money was made on the fiction here, either directly or indirectly, i.e. paid advertising. In other words - it is just a bunch of shit I/we wrote for fun. Please do not take it seriously.
Intro
“U can not meet one of the biggest rap stars in one random night, right?” I asked to myself and plugged off my Mac book.
The next day I got up way too early. Seriously I still do not know, if this is really, what I want to do with my life. Well, this is one of those chances comes in once in a lifetime and either you use it or not. I’ve been into fashion and rap music for all my life. Weird, right? Nevertheless, this job… Well, whatever...
Story Notes:
Hi !! This is my another story that I posted at different website but unfortunately i didnt get the attention that I want.. Anyways hope you guys will like it.. Let me know what you think?
