Drama fo yo Mamma

Girl the cleanin lady come over. (I have a cleanin lady now cuz I can't keep this place up to my standards these days). Her name Clara. She about 85 years old with fake teeth. She real nice. She ask me to call her Granny. After she finished moppin the floors and washin the windows she and me sat down to watch a little Oprah. She fell asleep. I went through her pockets and found a matchbook and cigarettes. She 85 and she smoke girl! That is so wrong. I took them out and threw them away. She woke up and left. Later tonight she called askin for her junk. I tole her what I did and she got mad. I tole her I was savin her life. She call me a thief...and called the cops! Girl I had a cop come up in my house, frisk me, and take me down to the police station. I had to ride in the front seat cuz my chair is so big it had to be in the back. It wouldn't fit in the trunk.

I was in a cell with a girl named Reecey. She a ho. She asked me what I do and I said I rapped. She ask me to rap so i rapped. She like it. I ask her what she did and she said she trick. I didn't ask her to trick. I know what that is. I didn't need to see it. We got along great. She got released when I did so we went and got a drink at Percy's Bar. She wheel me home and who was on my stoop? That old cleanin lady. With a gun. Reecey grabbed the gun away from her but accidently shot her in the foot. I screamed and got inside my house. Reecy threw the gun in the trash on the stoop and came inside. She tole me the cops would find the old lady soon and we needed to get out of town. I said I was not the one who shot her and was fine to stay right here. She say I am what be called an accomplice and can be put in jail as well. Shoot!

I am packin right now. I stopped to update you. But until we talk again, Lady Rap is on da run! Okaaaaaaay!!!!!