This is a song about "Making a poem"

You want to hear a poem? i made it for you,

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Making him lose to a level one

Got hu women frostburg women

I can taste the salt from my tears

Making a difference,

Boggled when you read a poem about me being bottled up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Affectin' little kids when they hear us drop a poem,

Searching for fortune and fame

All while i'm making a name

How can i convey this

Spit a poem or a diss

I have nothing to show for it, except this rap poem,

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open