If I was like 6’8” and built like The Rock or some shyt, I’d probably take a chance on doing life.
I ain’t tryna end up like this
Nikkas posed with breh like he was a prize buck
Life in prison.
Like one of the posters said, eventually you adapt and it becomes it's own city.
There's a economy, jobs, recreation, responsibilities, school classes. There's gangs/nations you can join for structure. There's bussy .
There's phones. There's drugs., whole lot of drugs in prison. You learn to make some gourmet food with what you got.
shyt once you adapt , you got a whole life in there now.
Death. If I ever commit an insane crime and become wanted I’m purposely aiming at the cops feet so he can off me. He gets to live and see his family with a bruised kneecap and I get to leave the earth.
neg for wasting a perfect opportunity to kill a cop in a hypothetical scenario