Rainy day, I am today,
In a little room on the third floor - view out the bay,
View that makes me want to move to Luleå,
Even if I got DRENCHED on my lunch break promenade,

Still makes better sense than to stay shifty!
Staying in the city I feel's pretty shitty!
Full of rich assholes - it always gets me!
Why they choose to live where it's so iffy?

WHY choose to live in the midst of this slime?
Their conviction's one of a kind,
Like the pollution and grime is worth it?
Long as they get by and money to buy

Amenities to have a comfortable home,
Or be close to the shows, the ruse, the folks,
Have roofies and coke, caviar and lobster, bottles of wine...
I couldn't afford to buy in a lifetime.

..

Whatever! I'm in Stadshotellet - and this is better!
Than hostels! Or hospitals! Or cocktails!
And the weather don't matter to me I've been together!
With a bunch of coincidental colleagues and new team!

And I'm warm as if I've a sweater not a loose tee!
Or in a garden bombing the weed with whatever can kill it!
It's an ashen day but I'ma mash like Skrillex
Going cray cray on a beat - then chill next,

I don't lack no sleep,
I have no fire to tend to now! Relax... emcee
Ate lunch yesterday at a pizzeria
Not today! Hotel breakfast fills me up

For a longer duration! Body's strong on vacation!
Gut can handle scrambled eggs better than inflammation
Got a bag of dates left - I'm trying to ration!
Never mind eat 'em up, today's celebration!

That I managed all I set out to do, and I've room!
For dinner and a couple movies - expiration dates there too!
Got two tickets, so I'll be up all night and kicking it with
Cinema mastery like The Abyss and... similar flicks!

High on sci-fi by a sea that floats by...
This city's coastline is smooth like Cardi B...
I party hardly but as soon as the rain drifts away...
I'm hitting the city today.

(...and at the cusp of midnight...)

Hey! Life's great...

Last time I wrote a rhyme in a hotel must've been Riga.
Off in Latvia - on a Monica suite feeling similarly up.
I didn't remember this other sense of paranoia.
That sound goes through the walls... so I gotta keep it coy huh?

Been lately painting a picture of my life like Goya,
Beautiful and bright... chandeliers in the foyer...
Taking control... like I'm a Titan or Destroyah,
Like a Viking! Just going out and taking, I win!

Fierce like the lightning! Recording on a Boya
Everyday a new adventure and every venture something FLY!
But if I give you that impression, that's really not my life
I still feel isolated like I'm high on life but just a kite.

It's a FUEL that I use, new events, to change things...
The more I'm exposed to the world, the less complacenent,
The more momentum I set myself in the less stagnation!
But it partly feels pointless like what game am I playing?

Would rather just be home and building sometimes...
I'm climbing hills - I'd rather sit still and spin some nice rhymes...
I'd rather siphon beats and collab with ALL
Dedicate myself to Inktober ONE fall,

Then again what would the point be thereof... what would I say then?
New topics come to mind when on vacation,
There's purpose to this grind - no purpose in safing,
Staying in that same green room until I'm ancient.

So I'm planning way more hotel trips if I can get by!
Collecting business tips to live my best life!
Planning to be just like those I professed are slimeballs!
Cause in the end getting somewhere is what life is... all...

About y'all... or is it?

I'm in Elite Hotels Stadshotellet Luleå staying prolific.

Siphoning doubt, spitting it out, this is my route, rain is subsiding, time to go... South.

And time to sleep... so I don't wake all these... other peeps.