Prison food sucked.
But now that I'm finally out,
There's only one dish I'm looking for...
A dark-haired beauty named Raven.
She was my best friend's girl.
But he's gone now.
And it's all my fault.
It's only right that I should take care of her.
But once I lay eyes on her again,
I know I want to do more than comfort her.
I don't know if I can control myself.
And then there's the f*ckin club.
Things have gone to shit since I got locked up.
I can barely take care of myself...
But now Raven,
And the club?
F*ck.
Prison was easier.