Release the Savage!
"Savage, you're being released" CO Shaw yelled between the bars. I hit my last sit up and just laid there for a second, his words boosting me up even more than I already was. Time to go home.
"Gone head luh cuz, get the outside world ready for us," my cousin and bunky Luh K called out. "Man please, that nigga will right back in this mf after he see his luh baby been out there popping his shit," my other cousin and bunky Tay laughed. I was mid way through gathering up my shit when I stopped mid stride to go bust him in his shit.
I ain't never been a funny nigga, but when it comes down to La'Shya shit will get absolutely deadly if a MF even thinks of her. This mf here think he funny.
"Alright young Savage! Come on man get up out here, she waiting on you." I didn't even hear CO Shaw come in the room but he was there pulling me back before I could get to the nigga.
"Watch yo mouth mf. Cousin or not nigga," I let his ass know plain. I ain't never messed him like that, he been locked up in some way all my life. He ain't shit to me I'll kill his old ass with my barehands. But I let him know and I gathered my box I had packed up on my bed. Throwing the last little snacks I had in there before walking out the box that has been my home for the last 14 months.
Without looking at back at whack ass one and two I gave my vice of treasures to my homeboy Rock, he only had two extra months for shanking a nigga but Id rather throw all this shit away to than give shit to these dumb asses.
"Don't go hurt nothing killer. For real though give Shy, I better see my lil sis with that crown on her head when I get out this bitch." He laughed, dapping up with his free hand.
"Man give me 30 days and there'll be a baby Savage on the way, on me," I laughed, but I was dead ass. When out get out this mother fucker I ain't letting no breath especially Shy. I've been waiting to bust a nut in that MF since I tasted it for the first time 14 months ago. When I get done she gone be scared to piss.
" Alright now Savage look out for a nigga on the outside," Shaw said dapping me up on the way up to the gate.
"As soon as I touch down man, I'm gone make that happen," and I was dead ass. Christopher Anthony Shaw, son of a Judge and a Doctor will definitely be a perfect fit what I got planned.
I grabbed the cash that was left in my wallet and threw the rest of the shit I came in the trash. That luh nigga dead and ain't shit I can do with his little ass clothes.
The first face I saw when they opened that gate was my mother, Celeste Savage. I have never seen my mother cry but looking at the tears roll down her Carmel cheeks damn near touched a nigga. But then I saw her, my baby.
