I laugh and smoke weed as I watch your crackhead ass get thrown into my cell. "What are you in for?" I ask, sipping on my cup of lean.
"I was being a thot" You stuck your tongue out as if you were using the dog Snapchat filter. That's when I knew you were a true thot.
I cringe and look at your crusty ass lips, which were covered in so much crack they almost looked ashy. Then I look at your knees, which were actually ashy. "Bitch you need some LOTION" I toss a bottle of bath and body works lotion at you that Hermes gave me. I continue to smoke my weed and sip lean.
"Ay pass me that purple drank" I rolled my eyes at you. So fucking greedy. "Go make your own lean, thot" You gasped. "I want to get high too, just lemme get a sip" You begged for some. I flipped you off and finished my lean.
Suddenly, you see the prison priest, Enrico Pucci walked by.
"Ooh...that's gonna be my zaddy." You say, licking your crack covered lips.
Kujoboy I saw "I call the police on you" and I'm making my own version of it. Fuck you dad
