Jennifer Johnson

Jennifer Johnson has served almost 16 years for a crime she didn't commit. She was sentenced to life in prison with the possibility of parole. To keep from acting her pain out that she carries around daily from the tragic situation. Jennifer finds comfort in writing about what she feels at that moment.

You're Cramping My Swag!

You said till death do us part. Huh, I can't tell!

You're cramping my swag!

Church folks said, I will visit, send money, packages and pray for you. Huh, I can't tell!

You're cramping my swag!

Family members said, I know you're innocent and I'll be there every step of the way through this prison time. Huh, I can't tell!

You're cramping my swag!

Public defender said, I got your best interest at hand! Just do this and that. Huh, I can't tell, I am in prison for a crime I didn't commit.

You're cramping my swag!

Department of Correction said we are here for rehabilitation: walking in a single file line, making up your own rules that don't match up with SOP, following your last instruction, officers cursing but we can't be insubordinate but they can, no you can't get into this group or vocational trade because you have too much time left, staff can belittle you, but you better not say nothing back, oh! It will be a disciplinary report written, clothing issue supposed to issue our clothes but why is it that I only have two pair good panties in my possession, when you eat in the prison dining hall it feels like you have not eaten. This is department of rehabilitation, huh, I can't tell.

You're cramping my swag!

Pardon and Parole said if you behave yourself. Oh, you can make parole. Hold up now, you told my people I could make parole if I behave myself. Ooh, I come up for parole August, 2011, dag! October 3, 2011 I am denied due to the nature of your crime. Dag! Nature of crime will never change but the person can, hello. Huh, I can't tell, Department of who? Pardon and Parole, more like department of contradiction!

You're cramping my swag!

BFF forever you said, how is it that you judging & dogging me out behind my back with your other bosom buddies. You want to eat up all my food and use me for what you can get. Then still be in my face, huh, I can't tell, BFF of what, game player!

You're cramping my swag!

You said you was my knight and shining armour. We had a handsome son together. We made love to the sunset. But all of certain now, you say Jr ain't your baby, ooh, he looks just like you, huh, I can't tell.

You're cramping my swag!

Written by Jennifer Johnson