P - Work
A book of made-up stories and dumb rules your gang forces you to learn or else you’re the new meat.
The P-Work said I couldn’t talk to my homie, so I had to whisper to him all day.
I got stuck with the P-Work because I called the leader ‘old man’ instead of ‘boss’.
I had to read the P-Work while standing on a chair in the middle of the club.