AFTER I QUIT SMOKING – PART 5 – RISING SOBER ON THE WINGS OF GOD’S MERCY;
It was at Deuces where I smoked my last. I puffed my last while wishing she’d show up. She never did. I missed her. My heart was still torn. I saw her a few more times after that. Letting go wasn’t easy, I loved her more than I loved myself.
All along, as I was performing, I’d rap 2pac. Along the way, I was encouraged to start writing my own songs. I had already begun, but I hadn’t fully poured my heart into it. I believe the heartache was the turning point, the moment that pushed me to truly start writing my own songs.
I was finally free from what had held me back, and I could fully be. The part that got the best of me then wasn’t someone, it was something: the music. It was around this time that I began recording. One that stands out from that period is a song I wrote for my mother, ‘Mbitegera’, a heartfelt celebration of her.
I later recorded an…
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