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His woman kept wanting to come over, but he was all busy with the beats. Willy separated each to a room, so he could hear them more purely. His friends wanted to come over and trade beats and get drunk and listen, but Willy said no. He was in his album, and each beat held an opening for him, and each kept making him freestyle so easily, so he paid Fat Bird for the beat, and then felt so exposed that it was Fat Bird’s beat. From which part of Fat Bird came the beat? Like how much did he try and rap on it before emailing it over? It gripped Willy, this. It made him rap badly on the beat.

Rachel B. Glaser, “Fat Bird Makes a Beat”

There should be more short fiction about rapping.