Picture Being


Picture Being in a Cell for 23 Hours Without Having Anyone To Talk To Then When You Get A Phone Call All You Hear Is The Voice Of Your Mama or A Loved One and Tears fall down your face but you only got 20 Minutes

Picture Being In A Jail Cell With Thoughts Going Threw Your Head and you wishing you would’ve listened to what mama said because now you got that pen in your hand to that paper saying Dear mama

Picture Being in a cell not being able to hug your mama because she told you to choose your company wisely now you almost home and Allah did you you good baby boy Don’t you wish you listened to MAMA

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