You frowned. Eminem had been scribbling some verses for the song, and he had shown them to you for your opinion. He noticed your gesture.

"Absolutely not." You said. You grimaced.

"What?" Now he seemed confused. Marshall came a little closer, you smelled his male cologne. "Why do you say that?"

"You’re not going to say 'I want to see you shake that ass' after I sing my stanza." You arched an eyebrow at him.

"What’s the problem?" He didn’t seem to see the seriousness of the matter.

"Marshall, when I agreed to do a collaboration with you, it was to create a song that would empower women every time they heard it." You folded the paper in half. "Not to shake my ass in front of you."

Eminem protested, but he did not insist.

"Can I swear in the song?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Can I say 'bitch'?"

"No."

"Damn it." He growled.