Ellis Jones

Because I've already established that.

That's already documented that I told the jail psychologist or psychiatrist that I'm hearing voices.

Right.

And like one of the guards brought me aside and he's like, bro, you don't want to go down this path of telling these people that you hear voices.

Like you don't want to go to a county jail psych ward.

Because once it's on your record and you go to jail, they're going to put your ass in the psych ward every time to make sure...

that you're stable before they put you in general population.

And that is hell on earth.

It's not even, it's like even the, I've been in the psych ward in the hospital.

We're talking about dudes who are throwing piss and shit all over each other or like drinking the jankum out of their toilet, you know, like real criminally insane people.

He's like, you don't want to go down that road.

So anyway, I go down that road and I tell him, I got something to confess.

Me and my buddies, we were all out one night riding around.

I think I told him like we were in some kind of Cadillac, like one of my dream cars, like

Because, you know, people, I don't know if it's like this in prison, but in juvenile programs, all the kids do is lie to each other.

They all just tell stories about they were doing this or they were doing that out on the outs, and they weren't at all.

They're all liars.

So anyway, I make up this story that me and my buddies were all out getting liquored up, and I get drunk and crash the car, and my buddy flies through the windshield of the car and dies.

And we're in, like, Indian Rocks Beach when this happens.

And then I tell them that we load the body up in the trunk of the car and go to like Newport Ritchie or something like that, like ridiculously far away.