This is a song about "Poetry"

Took my heart away from money

This be poetry, you know it's me

I guess that it's supposed to be, express that in my poetry,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Lyrical poetry, supposedly, my rhymes burst into a flame hopefully/

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I won't go out with my friends, instead i sit in my room and write poetry,

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

On poetry of rap i breath bright to exhale the feel sleight

Aight elite for real one take dawg and i'm up outta here

Im rappin poetry dude its time we got real

With my militia poetry tactics

And the v12, that's on various trips

On poetry of rap i extended my forbidden knowledge further

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for