This is a song about "Poetry soul mind body"

Do i know me? this plush body with a broken soul that i call home,

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

Wisdom is loaned to encode the mind for soul and corrode

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

The body will slept through and our mind wont decay

Well never know, but it ain't hard to tell, my street poetry

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

With my militia poetry tactics

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

They say rap aint poetry

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

My mind wonders, and my body drags in tow,

My mind is on vacation but my body has arrived home

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own