Music
Read Ja Rule's latest prison journal, filled with confrontations, mourning and flying dinner plates
by Tyler Munro
December 5, 2011
Ja Rule was serving time for weapons possession when he was sentenced to 28-months behind bars for federal tax fraud, and if his latest prison-scribed journal for Vibe is any indication, he’s having a pretty eye-opening time in the pen.
“My first night here was crazy inmates screaming, banging, and kicking the doors calling the male CO’s bitch ass niggas & faggots telling the female CO’s how they gonna fuck em, throwing plates of food out their cells onto the floor LOL,” writes the imprisoned rapper. Why he’s laughing, we’re not sure.
“As I walk through the door everyone staring like they can’t believe I just walked in cuffed from head to toe. Even tho I don’t feel like much of a star that’s all they see the star that has fallen. But as I look in their eyes I still see the love they still wanna meet me and greet me as if I’m on their own personal stage except there’s no screaming fans, fancy clothes & bright lights. Only screaming inmates me in my orange jumpsuit and little flash lights they shine in my cell at night,” he continues.
“It’s hard to feel good signing autographs and taking pictures in this predicament but I did it with a smile cause I love my fans and never say no, no matter what mood I’m in after the meet & greet they took me to my cell where I’ll be housed till my court date it’s not the best but it’s not the worst either they gave me some pillows and an extra mattress so I’ll live.”
The whole journal is worth reading, even if it is mostly a giant wall of text devoid of commas and filled with n-bombs. It gets borderline inspiring, when Ja Rule (born Jeffrey Atkins) talks “breaking the cycle,” and his hopes that his kids won’t follow in the ex-con footsteps of their father (and grandfather).
