This is a song about "Poetry soul"

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

On poetry of rap i towed on the flow he goes

Calling any challenger i'll kill your spirt soul

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

On poetry of rap i extended my forbidden knowledge further

But if you look into poetry

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

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

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

Even though our rhymes are really musical poetry

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Women at my pole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

They say rap aint poetry