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