This isn't rap.
It's ya' mind on tap.
I'ma bring it back, no slack.
It's a poem. Do you know 'em?

So, I said 'I quit'.
Still standing, like a fake tit.
Always and forever. So clever.
Give it up, all together? Never.

From the heart.
It's where I start.
Til' I damn die.
I'ma live by, and die by.

That much better than me.
Through this letter, I can see.
To the Lord, this can't be..

This is knowledge..

When I pause, that's me on edge.
My life inside out, I pledge.
This is it. It's over and done.
But, I'll still be one of the greatest ones.

So, when I'm gone - it's a new dawn..

There will never be a muthafucka quite like me - fight like me!

My tongue is a razor.
On ya' head, my red laser.
Pray to God that I'm gone.

Pray to God that I'm gone..

Pray to God that I'm gone. You fake. You bigot.
You hypocrite. You bitch. I'm SIK-WIT-IT..

And I'm gone..

-JaeVeli tha TrapStar

[Scene opens in a well kept Hyatt hotel room, where Jae and Alizé are laying in huge hotel bed, next to each other, under the covers.]

Alizé: So.. uhh, what happen there?

[Ali said looking at Jae. He looks over at her, and replies]

JaeVeli: What do you mean?

Alizé: Well.. why did you get all weird when I put my finger up your ass?

[He pauses a moment, scratching his head..]

JaeVeli: Let's uhh.. let's back up. Why did you put your finger in my ass?

[He asked holding his arms out, slightly. Ali sits up to answer.]

Alizé: I don't know.

JaeVeli: We've been together for five years. You've never done that.

Alizé: Well, you know, people do that sometimes..

JaeVeli: You've done it before?

Alizé: Yeah, a lot.

[Jae responds with a salty expression.]

JaeVeli: Really?

Alizé: Sure.. I used to be a nurse, dummie. I did it to my patients. And I thought, hey, maybe Jae would like this.

JaeVeli: ..Well, I don't. So, please don't do it again, okay?

Alizé: Okay.. so, you don't want anything put up your ass? But, you wanna stick your dick up mine?

[Jae looks around confused, before answering.]

JaeVeli: Wait a minute. Who said that?

Alizé: What do ya' mean? Don't all guys fantasize about fucking women up the ass?

JaeVeli: I don't.

Alizé: Really? You don't?

JaeVeli: No. I never really understood that. You're an inch away from the greatest spot on earth.. Why would you wanna go into someone's dried out lil' asshole?

[He asked as he looked at her very serious.]

Alizé: Okay. You're kinda putting down my asshole here.

JaeVeli: I'm sure your asshole is fine. I've never even seen it.

Alizé: Yeah? ..Well, you should.

[He responds with a chuckle.]

JaeVeli: Why?

Alizé: Because we've been together for so long. You should see my asshole. You should know everything about me. What if you needed to identify me?

[Jae shows that same salty expressions, while rubbing his forehead, when he contemplates for a moment, then responds.]

JaeVeli: You mean.. You mean if you have an accident where your teeth are destroyed, but your asshole survives?

[Jae asked seriously but sarcastically. Ali doesn't answer, she just looks at him.]

JaeVeli: Alright fine. I'll take a look.

[She removes the covers and gets on her knees. Jae lifts up the t-shirt she's wearing and looks at her ass. He takes a good long look, like a doctor would to a patient. Then he sits back in bed thinking about it, as she gets back under the covers.]

JaeVeli: Well, now that..

Alizé: Never gonna happen.

[He rolls his eyes as she turns over and lies down for bed. The scene fades.]

C-Mac: Is it true?!

JaeVeli: What?

C-Mac: That you're leaving the SIW?

JaeVeli: Yup.

C-Mac: Damn, man. Why?

JaeVeli: Well, according to your new, old roll dawg, Trevor? He would say something along the lines of 'contract running out, and that we can't come to an agreement'. That's funny. But, if that helps him sleep at night? Whatever. But you know why I'm doing what I'm doing. Think about it. If anyone knows in the SIW? It's you.

C-Mac: Ahhh.. I feel ya'. That sucks, bruh. I hate to see it come too this.

JaeVeli: Fuck it. I'ma brush my shoulders off and keep on truckin'. I've turned a deaf ear to this fed, just like it did too me.

C-Mac: True, true.. Well, you got my number, son. Hit me up, keep in touch.

JaeVeli: I gotcha' bruh. I'll keep in touch. Be easy.

[They exchange 'daps' and walk their respected way. Jae nods to some SIW crew members off to the side, as he walks down a hallway to a particular door. He walks through and the camera angle switches inside the room, where Alizé is packing up their personal belongings.]

Alizé: Hey, baby!

JaeVeli: Hey, beautiful. You're a sight for sore eyes..

[Jae said with a smile, making Ali blush.]

Alizé: Awwww.. thank you, baby.

[They embrace in a full body hug. Moments later, Ali breaks away and says..]

Alizé: I'm pretty much done here. I got everything together. I'm gonna go say bye to Heaven.

JaeVeli: Aight, babe. Take your cell with you.

Alizé: Always.

[Ali grabs her cellphone, while smiling at Jae. She leaves the room, closing the door behind her. Jae takes a seat on the leather couch, when he notices his cellphone on the coffee table in front of him, he grabs it like he's going to make a phone call, but then sits the phone back down on the table.]

JaeVeli: This is it. I've made my choice. And I'm gonna stick it out. This Wednesday is War. What irony for my last match in the SIW. War. Somwthing that creates endings, huh? How fitting..

Some may say Bozzman is the reason for me leaving. And that's fucking hilarious. Bozzman doesn't put an ounce of fright in me. I'll get in his face, no matter what! I'll beat the breaks off that whiteboy, just like I did at UD. Before I said 'I quit'. =) Teacher's Pet, I mean Bozzman has nothing to do with it. I PROMISE you. And quite a few guys backstage are gonna love this. It's a little less fear that they have to feel. Yeah. And you know who you are..

You can call this my final speech. So, you know DAMN well it's about to get juicy.

[Jae smirks, before speaking again..]

JaeVeli: I've basically done everything anyone could do on the Brawl brand. Double Champion. Triple Crown Champion. Hardcore Champion. European Champion. World Tag Team Champion. World Heavyweight Champion. All in ten months. What else is there too do? Go to Carnage?

[Jae laugh out loud.]

JaeVeli: Other than Sonny, Darren, and Miguel? It's a flock of losers and fake bitches with jealousy and envy. Complete garbage. Yeah. You know who you are..

I wouldn't be caught dead on the Carnage roster. I got a few brain cells left. I'd like to keep 'em.

[Jae smiles a big smile.]

JaeVeli: Plain and simple. I just can't be apart of the SIW. There is just too much bullshit and garbage backstage. And hey, I wasn't the greatest guy sometimes, back there. No. But! If you know me, then you know I don't do anything for NOTHING. There is always a reason. Always a method to my madness. But, like I was saying - too much bullshit backstage. And the only REAL rule back there? Is don't say NIGGER. Well, no shit. Everything else? Fair game. It's like a broken home with fat, lazy, I-Don't-Give-Fuck mother. Hey! Just don't say NIGGER!!!!! Fuck that shit. Eat a fuckin' dick. What about couth?! What about protocol? Where's the guidelines? For fuck's sake. Give me a break. I'm done! There's no challenge here. It's all bias and favoritism. Polluted and deluded. Tainted.

Fuck you and your angle.

Every last one of you? I can strangle.

So, listen when I speak. Goddamnit. I speak the truth and nothing more. And it's blunt, and up front. Nothing to hide. No feelings held back. This is real. This is straight. And now? I really don't give a fuck. It's like the last day of school. And I figure why go out with a no show? You know I can't do that. Even if you thought for a second I would? You know I wouldn't. You know I couldn't. So, yeah, Bozz, we'll put on a show, for War. It's not the fans fault that this fed is being ran like a crackhouse. I won't take this away from them. I wouldn't want it done too me. If the situation was reversed. But this heavyweight title being on the line? That's just a lie. A lie to the fans. Like a cable network promoting some facade propaganda. It's all bullshit. And it makes me puke. I'm done with that bitch. I'ma go get me a new bad bitch. 'Cause I'ma Pimp like that. And I can do it like that..

And if you're sitting back and not liking what I'm saying right now? If you really are?

Too bad. Ask me if I care? It's all over with - but the crying..

So, for.. Liana Lewis, C-Mac, Sonny Smith, Xtina, Heaven Lee, Darren Knight, Maurice Bad, Bozzman, NuTz, and the Cervantes Brothers? It's been real, guys. I wish you guys the best. And stay real. Whatever you do, stay real. Hopefully Darren finally gets his time to shine. He deserves it. It's over due. And hopefully Liana can finally get your Heavyweight title shot, huh?

[Jae smiles as he continues.]

JaeVeli: And that Miguel Cervantes is a diamond in the rough. A lot of potential.

And maybe Xtina and Liana can come together to finally make that porno that everyone wants too see. Starring Heaven Lee, of course.

[Jae smirks again, with a wink]

JaeVeli: And too Maurice Bad? Much respect, bruh. You were always a surgeon inside that ring, while staying calm, cool, and collective. I always looked up too you. Stay who you are. And don't change a thing.

Matt Uzi? My biggest stepping-stone. Thank you. And just like Maurice, stay just who you are.

If we only had a few more like the two of you? I'd wouldn't be talking like this..

C-Mac? What can I say? We ran Brawl together. We rode the high road for months. Running the entire fed. We even had people mimicking us. We had targets on our heads, but we still rode high. Double-Double Champions. Thanks for the memories.

Sonny Smith? Muh nigga! One of the first guys to befriend me here. Stay true, dawg. Keep it real..

And Bozzman.. What can a man say? We fought to the limit. I kicked the shit out of you. You kicked the shit out of me. But you capitalized on my ankle, and walked out the new Champ. Congratz, man. Even though you border-line sand-bag. There is no hard feelings over here. It was your day. Not mine. Congratz..

But, we got one last show too do together. One more time, we're gonna kick the shit out of each other. Fuck that title. This is about you and I putting on the best match possible. Say what you want about me. But you know deep down, I can beat you. And you aren't my reason for leaving. I promise you. No doubt.. you did open a door for me. Metaphorically. Because we know every ending is a new beginning. And this is my chance to do it right. Staring right back at you, with my fist cocked and ready. Let the blood flow, let the stud go..

Winning for once doesn't matter to me for a match. Our match. I just wanna give you pain, one more good time. I wanna hear you scream in pain. And you will. Like music to my ears..

And I leave with this being the last thing I speak of..

SIW? I leave in love, in laughter, and in truth, and wherever truth, love and laughter abide, I am there in spirit..

One love - one life..

[Jae sits back on the couch in a deep thought. When the scene fades black.]

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