Whiskey Night

I got a belly full of whiskey I got a puffed up liver and puffed up feathers too I got a drum to dance to I got owl in my spirit and i fly when i want to I got rebel in my soul just like my grand-daddy do I got a prayer to the Creator that i chant to I got the high cheekbones and a nose like my dead ones do Im living in a world that aint right, it aint mine I hold my hands to the sky and i put my face in the earth I ask my dead ones what i should do I pour some whiskey on the ground for them too I wont forget even if the world wants me to -e.g.