with my smoke and my drank To help me with my days, and help me with my nights I chant my words like prayers to help me deal with life In front of this mic I control the world I'm living in This stage is my pulpit while I preach to my citizens Don't care bout fitting in, just want who listening To know the words I quote are sincerely from deep within Whenever I grab my pen and share this part of me I only speak the truth so respect my artistry The liquor gets me lifted and the coffee gets me focus It helps me find a _ way from all the shit thats bogus I'm tryna touch basis that writers often leave alone I'm letting my words fall on these papers when I write these songs I want to feel as if I'm Marvin back in 74' And my brother went to war and "whats going on" was a song I wrote I'm tuned in and what I know would make you feel me Go deep inside this music tryna show the real world the real me with my smoke and my drank When I'm feeling overwhelm and I'm stress It's like I cant hold it you can tell that I'm bless I been dealt with the mess so long well it's still in my head But I feel like I failing a test