Prison food sucked.

But now that I'm finally out,

There's only one dish I'm looking for...

A dark-haired beauty named Raven.

She was my best friend's girl.

But he's gone now.

And it's all my fault.

It's only right that I should take care of her.

But once I lay eyes on her again,

I know I want to do more than comfort her.

I don't know if I can control myself.

And then there's the f*ckin club.

Things have gone to shit since I got locked up.

I can barely take care of myself...

But now Raven,

And the club?

F*ck.

Prison was easier.