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I've been feeling kind of conflicted, lately. Part of me wants to find peace with my life and the other part wants to carry on as usual by using negative emotions as a motivator. I think the problem is that I don't really know how to get anything done without being full of piss and vinegar.
Maybe it's because I have a birthday coming up?
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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