meditation at the marriott

Finding my voice is like finding my soul
Hard when it's lost and it's sore
Throat got a hole it's a void I've been feeling
Befuddled in thought
Questioning everything I've been taught
Travelled the globe, that's a gift from my pops
For leaving my mom
Beauty that comes from afflicted distraught
I usually don't spit this shit like a prophet
But I'm feelin' poetic as fuck, bitch
Ah I'm ruining shit, that's a habit I got
Whole lotta hate, trying to balance with love
Battling spirits beneath and above
Bonísima bitches they keepin' me up
I'll sleep when I'm fucked
Drunk as a homeless man feenin for wallets
Pimp as Notorious Christopher Wallace
I started painting, just started to polish
My words, the worst really passed me in college
Popped me a tab and forgot all my phonics:
Defense mechanisms I made as a kid
It didn't help that my girl's only kin
Hated me for some reasons I still do not get
Plus we had distance between us
And I had moved in by myself in a haunted apartment
I wasn't talking to Jesus
Only the demons way deep in my cerebral closets
Needed some caution
Stubborn since I was a fetus, continued our gossip
About how I'm living and why
I swallowed liquor and bottled my pride
Inhaled depression exhaled all my highs
Touched the abyss with these fingertips
Burning from cigarettes sinking my chest every puff at a time
Pinching my breath until I wanna die
Damn what a time, it's a wonderful life
If you survive, I
Clawed my way out with these bare hands
Tied my problems away like a hairband
I'm pennin' this shit from a Marriott
I still got baggage ain't ready to carry it man
I'm pennin' this shit from a Marriott
I still got baggage ain't ready to carry it man

Flesh and bone
Tear me down to flesh and bone
Flesh and bone

I swear that every time I pray
The devil's working late
And life gets in the way
Life gets in the way
I swear that every time I pray
The devil's working late
And life gets in the way
Life gets in the way