All right, so I'm gonna try to do something different on here and create a cohesive storyline which I answers All right, let's start Okay, say you get framed for a crime you did not commit y'all could choose whichever one And you get locked up for about seven years And then you come out and then find out it was your mom who set you up. you don't.

So my mom is dead, so that shit ain't happening to me, but let's say she does resurrect in the dead and she pulls this shit we're just going to cut her lifespan in half once again.

Man I don't even know what I doing bro I'm leaving the joint

I'm a take her her medicine bag is like a bucket bag and her regular bag and I will take her on what's your name her insulin see up in the refrigerator

I don't have a mum

Bitch you think I have a Mo

She's gonna die!

Bro I'm selling her who identity I don't care I'm saving her Social Security number like bitch you really thought you was gonna play me bitch fuck outta here

Gonna act like I don't know and stir her money and her food and her car and her friend from her job Wash your broken celled road. I'm gonna get me and my other siblings at the waxer.

I need a tenant to Chris brand of a Knigge take me to jail for seven years you got me fucked up

I'm not gonna live this generation of African-American mothers yes let me tell you that they were already on her last straw with a big so yeah she got one more time to play and I'm not playing that's it so he said he is