Friendsare the people who wanna take care of you
and you wanna take care of them innit. I never
thought if I went down it would be by one of my own
mates grassing me. ButI know it wern't Marie. It was
Therese. She hate me since that fight. The only way
she see a riend is someone who agree's with her,
and hypes her up. Otherwise watch your back.
In here I got mates but it ain' t the same. I smoe enuff weed with everyone and chat and that but everyone is wanting to get in ya business. Just 'cos they bored. And they wanna sti it and make trouble for you to'ave power over you. They think they know and they don't, ya know?