Shaman in the Auditorium

The way I feel,

The honeycomb drippin so real,

The money slow, trippin sometimes i cant deal,

Candle flicker low, late night liquor pour,

You should see the flashes in my mind when the body sit still,

Sometimes I get confused, take the soul for the flesh,

Like I cant outlast all the sins that I collect,

Full lotus on the floor, levitate behind the door,

Play it close to the vest, these the secrets I keep,

I could save the world, gettin head in a Jeep,

And lately I been flirtin with the cousin of sleep,

Like come here lil mami, put me six feet deep,

After i get a last hit of that marijuana leaf,

And i been here so long, do i even wanna leave,

Im like a lion in its cage, too used to the pace,

Id probably do like Brooks after he left Shawshank,

I aint one for going out, instead I just hang,

Happiness is heroin, watch it destroy the other men,

While my government locks up potheads so ill vote Republican,

Or turn to drugs again, tune to CNN coverage,

Dont matter either way since I'm a felon, lost my suffrage,

Sick in the morning, the afternoon, and the evening,

Fiend again, looking for some smoke to help me breathe again,

Its like Im selling looseys on the street again and life is them cops ignoring my need for oxygen,

Fuck my enemies, they get drowned in Hennessey,

Their extended families left to raise forgotten pregnancies,

Please dont think less of me, im blessed to be rhyming,

Instead of locked up, playin shuffleboard grinding,

Earning days for good behavior, transfer commissary paper,

Its been a long while since I had Ramen,

three years ago, blood for bail at the bondsman,

Bout to show these motherfuckers what they wish we had in common,

What it is.