Souncloud Rapper, The son of Apollo

by SupremeLeaderArchos

With the rise of horrible soundcloud rappers, Come ones with talnt. David Murphy son of Apollo has become a famed rapper at the age of 14. With a mom who depends on him and no "dad" he has to learn about his father at some point. Join david as him and his crew try to get around this block in his carrier.

Ok, so i've been listening to alot of rap lately and thought, "What if these soundcloud rappers were sons of Apollo. Here goes nothing.

"I aint sippin light

I aint sippin dirty sprite

Just tryin to make through the night

Hittin' me up

Dropping double cups

Running up on ops

Like we in black ops"

"Yo man, fuckin fire bro!" Jax, my manager says.

"Yung Nova comin up" My bro lil plex says.

"Yea bro lets fucking spark up!" I reply as a pull out a 2 gram blunt.

"Damn bro fucking gas!" Plex says as he pulls out a lighter.

"Ok lets go" I say as i take a couple hits of the blunt.

"Bro you tryin to sip to?" Jax asks

"Why not?" i say as i get the Codeine out my bag and a thing of sprite from the fridge.

Wait wait wait!

Sorry i forgot to explain. Whats up? My name is David or Yung Nova, and i'm a son of Apollo soundcloud rapper.

"Bro where you get all this fucking grass?" Jax asks as i pull out another 4 grams and a bong.

I laugh, "Secret, but this strand is called Girl scout mint" i say as i pour lean into the bong.

Plex laughs "another Nova classic?" he says as he nods to my bong.

"Duh?" i say. We keep hittin until the bowl nothing but ash. I get up and open a window. My doorbell goes off as i start up.

"Coming!" i yell as i race down the stairs and start my instagram live. I open my door as thousands of fans tell me good morning.

"Package for David Murphy" A man with a truck that says Olympian Delivery on it.

"Um, ok?" i reply as i take a rectangle box from the man, and as he's walking away i swear, and i mean swear i see wings sprout from his shoes.

"I'm just to blasted" i mumble as i run back up stairs and open the package.

"Bro HOLY shit!" Jax says as he watches me open a Air Jordan shoe box with Jordan Retro High 1's OG's.

"I never fucking ordered these" i say as i try them on, They fit perfectly. Almost to perfectly.

"Wait!" Jax says "Theres a note to!"

"Whats it say?" I ask

"From dad" Plex reads over jax's shoulder

"What the fuck?" i ask as i pass out.