>I was in Mexican Prison
>I loved Jesus so much, I had all his shivs and his flannel shirts
>I shout out to Jesus every night, thanking him for being my homie
>"Jesus is love," I say, "Jesus is life."
>My white cell mate hears me and calls me a cholo
>I know he was just jealous of my wifebeater from Jesus
>I called him a diablo blanco
>He slaps me and I turn the other cheek
>I ain't crying homie, some shit just got in my eye
>I lay in my bunk and it's really dark
>A shadow is moving towards me
>I feel something touch me
>It's Jesus
>I am full of joy
>He whispers in my ear "Look at the hydraulics on my low rider, ese"
>He grabs me with his salsa covered hands and puts me on my hands and knees
>I'm ready
>Jesus pulls apart my ass cheeks like two tortillas
>He penetrates my butt hole with his bean burrito
>It hurts so much but I do it for Jesus
>I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
>I push against his force
>I want to please Jesus
>He cries out to his homies as he fills my butt with hot sauce
>My white cell mate enters the cell
>Jesus looks him straight in the eye and says "Que chingau bro?"
>Jesus leaves, jumping over the electric fence
>Jesus is love, Jesus is life
