Pretty Inside while chained inside
First Day Out pt. 1

A lot of people counted me out while I was in
Don’t even have to open my mouth, I brought my pen
From DMV down to the south, straight to the kin
Me and my little brother, and someone I called a friend
“Mastermind” that’s what the judge called me
“I got you B” that’s what my friend told me
“Right hand please” that’s what he raised on me
Gave a testimony; like my goons won’t still come lay hands on him
But I’m reformed I’m not worried about revenge
Just know I’m solid like a foundation of a crib
I was the smallest but I did the longest bid
I never snitched even when my friend did
I did my time with some killers and some dope girls
They got more heart then some dudes I used to trap for
Not in a gang but some billies I was riding for
Shoutout to Kat that’s my fam; not just behind the walls
I’m sending money every week, not just biweekly
Thinking about those left behind; it makes my knees weak
Just know I love you keep your head up like a Queen B.
This is for my sisters in the chain gang when they crown me
About the Creator
Britnee Duvall
Hey everyone,
I’m 29 years old from Maryland currently living in Atlanta. I spent 4 years incarcerated and now I’m Sharing my unique experiences and thoughts through my paper and pen. Enjoy!


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