I want to see you, Chanell. I haven't seen you in weeks.
I miss you, baby, I can't stop thinking about you.
Visit me instead of writing me half-ass letters.
I want to see what my son looks like.
What the f***, Chanell? Where have you been?
I thought you were coming to visit me after all the s*** I've done for you.
I took the bullet for you when you lost ya goddamn mind that night so don't you forget who it was who had yo back when you needed me.
I love you, man. How could you play me like this?
I'm sure that the judge isn't going to go easy on me.
Despite your confidence early on in the trial, I'm more than certain that I will never be a free man.
In the little time that I have, I want to see you and our son, Chanell.
I still love you and as I've already demonstrated, I am even willing to get locked up for you.
Come to the prison, Chanell, and bring my son. Please, baby, you know you're all I have.