A few years back...I was working in a State Prison as a C.O. The job paid great but I worked with bullshit officers that had a serious hard on for me and DID NOT want to see me make Sergeant.

Well...I finally got tired of being Ms goodie goodie and I started running dope into the prison...on a regular basis. I didn't need to "suitcase" nothing...just put it in my damn shirt...walk in.
Originally I was approached by an inmate a blood n***a, in the matter of going into business together...and I am and always will be a hustler...so I.got down with the movement.

Well shit went south...somehow Im getting investigated and charged...bc Im not a rat nor snitch...I took those felonies like a boss bitch should have. When the inmate was released we did get together and celebrate to new beginnings. As we spent time together we began to really bond...but I was keeping him close for reason.
Come to find out...he got caught up in some shit on the inside and gave me up. By this time I already had an idea...but I wanted to be sure.
I received that Motion of Discovery....and there it was...that snake in the grass handed me.over.
Anyway...I got sentenced and made it through the ordeal. He got murked about a year ago. Broad daylight. Smh....i believe in karma...and I believe she is a nasty bitch!
But just last week....he came to me in a dream...he told me.he still loved me and he kissed me.
The last time I saw him face to face....he told me he loved me...kissed me and got in his car to make a run....

Ya know what ya gotta do with snakes right? Cut off their damn heads!