Wow, now I’m thinking, how did all this happen.
Three years ago, i put the pen in my hand.
Expressing myself straight from my soul, I started rapping.
Expressing my elf through a prose, of the past reflecting.
piecing the horror, dissecting the fear.
I had issues something had to change, nothing seemed to be working,
Something had to happen.
I was in so deep, i was choking.
Not to say, i was a fiend, but i was toking.
Partying with woman on a weekly basis, we were drinking and smoking.
We were getting freaky and straight blazing.
Sex and drugs it invaded my life, I’m not joking
Sniffing cocaine, and a couple of times , I felt my heart about to burst.
Heart racing, sweating, yet i still wanted to keep on going.
In an addiction you lose yourself before realization.
You become two people,and lose your self in a story.
Oh, you got guts, but now you are losing all your glory.
You are wasting away, right before your own eyes
You are being the cause of your own demise.
You as you know your self is starting to fade.
You are losing your way.
Broken hearted, I drank and snorted,
For a while, I thought I was going insane.
It all started when sorrow invaded my heart.
Because I couldn’t deal with reality,
It proved to be a real fatality.
Party hard, for from this world , I wanted no part of it
Drinking and sniffing, from the real world, it kept me safe.
A drug addict without a cause was who I portrayed.
How did that ever happen to me, no freaking way.
Level headed but without the conviction.
Being cursed with a terrible hell of an addiction.
What was the point, what was the reason.
Losing yourself in Satan’s hell ,without reason.
Some times I thought I was possessed by demons.
I felt i became one of the devil’s minions.
Wow, what happened, was it really that bad having your heart betrayed?
For losing yourself in such a destructive way.
Well guess what, in this place no longer do i choose to stay.
The funny thing is, I did notice.
I was losing my self, i was losing focus.
I was like a broken record, going in circles, turning , turning, and turning.
I knew I was losing it , I knew I was burning.
As time went by, I healed from the heartache,
But along the way I picked up a bad habit, yeah the devils drug cocaine.
The pain was gone ,but that habit was ingrained.
Wow what was keeping me safe, now it betrays.
It’s not a party any more, with this I can no longer play.
It wasn’t easy ,but i think i might have found a way.
Because now cocaine is who i am going to betray.
Now focus Spanish, focus , you can do it ,in you I have faith.
I can write from my experiences cause I have a lot to say.
I have a lot of of feelings and emotions.
If i do not release them there will be a atomic explosion.
Okay, lets start there, that’s sounds like a good notion.
For the Phoenix Poet to express his emotion.
Hey therapy in a pen, yeah , that’s sounds like the solution.
That just might be the Wright magic potion.
From my heart through the pen i will release all of my emotions.
I will come correct, with out all of the confusion.
Much love and respect, will be my constitution.
Spread sunshine to the world, that would be my contribution.
Therapy in a pen, its working, it seems to be the solution.
Seems to be filtering, helping me get rid of all the pollution.
Yes, i got to get wright, i got to take control.
Got to restore, all the damage that dam drug from me it once stole.
Its cool, because therapy in a pen, now it has you on fold.
Be aware, be alert, because now, I have faith, so behold.
Because now, I am in total control.
Got to get a fresh new start, to start over in this world.
”Spanishpnut” will be my guide, he will guide me on my tour.
Break me out of this cocoon, and help me morph.
Bring forth the great potential i have in stored.
Bring out the poet in me, and help me with my words.
Help me convert, help me transform.
My self respect, is what i want to earn.
I will listen, and I will learn.
Help me please, I want to be reborn.
Flaming phoenix arises from the ashes, from deep beneath the earth.
It merge with me, bringing the poet in me forth.
I was heard, and blessed. Thank you for me, you chose not to ignore.
A Poet Phoenix arises from the ashes, not soft spoken, but with a powerful roar.
Ready to over come any obstacle this life has in stored.
Singing sweet savior Spanishpnut now through the sky we soar.
Helping, guiding people through my betrayal.
Because in this world only the strong will prevail.
Listen to my prose, for which i got a story to tell.
Coming from the pits of hell, to Satan i now say fair well,
Now spreading sunshine in a brand new beautiful world.
Therapy in a pen, is the one to whom, I owe.
It made me strong, and made me even more bold.
I found my passion, and now i will never let it go.
I will venture out, i will explore.
I will come correct and spread the word.
I will stand on my own two feet, and walk proudly on this earth.
I will show my appreciation for being reborn.
All because the pen became my friend.
Its given me unlimited possibilities which has no end.
Poetic justice is now my game.
All straight up honesty with out the shame.
A good honest man, is now who i want to portray.
The Poet Phoenix, Spanishpnut is now his name.
We are both, one in the same.
I am now content and comfortable in my domain.
First of all, thank you god, to you i say amen.
Thank you for the pen, which in me returned back my faith.
I promise you god, never again, will you I betray.
With all the good and the bad, i came a really long way.
Those experiences gave me a whole lot to say.
Just know i will do my part in touching people lives
To show appreciation for guiding me into the light.
Don’t you worry, i will take care of business.
I am on point, I am Spanishpnut.
Thank you again, much love and respect from the Poet Phoenix.
Wow, now I’m thinking, how did all this happen.