This is a song about "Life good ups and down no easy road poet man heart gold"

And i'm not a poet

Can’t you hear that

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Is to write it down and set my heart at ease

And we know that ain't no good

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Who life was for music and the road

Used to find dope in his coat

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I'mma poet, fuck lovey-dovey shit, i ain't no wordsworth.

And no you won't keep me completely down

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around