In the cop shop
I was sitting in this interview room since 2 o’clock this morning toggies were getting my statement and writing up a list of shit they reckon they could dick me for…. they came up with a good one, 9 charges, I wasn’t even there and they reckon they can they can get me on 9 charges they’re dreamin’. ill plead guilty to two of them the only two I had anything to do with. (the night before we got arrested I went and flogged two jerry cans full of fuel) but don’t worry I brang them back, gave them the cash for the fuel and an apology so alls good there. any way so I finally got out of the cop shop and it was about 3:30- 4 o’clock, obviously I was fucked so I went home and went to bed. 7 o’clock the same morning what wakes me up? Fuckin coppers that’s who not even four hours sleep and they’re after me again but this time they decided to pull me out of bed, wake my whole family up and piss my mother off to the point of kicking me out. THREE MORE FUCKING CHARGES!! this is shit what ever that little rat Kojo is tellin him they believe him; they don’t give two shits bout what I have to say they just keep adding ‘em. After all this statement and interrogation shit I finally get out and it’s lunch time, I haven’t eaten, I haven’t slept and I need to see Brooke, I’m going insane with out her.
