This is a song about "Poetry"

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Even though our rhymes are really musical poetry

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Which i planted to grow and freely provide justice through poetry,

Everybody watching while you touching real 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

With my militia poetry tactics

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here

Im rappin poetry dude its time we got real

On poetry of rap i extended my forbidden knowledge further

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Second guessing me? i'm writin' poetry, quote this

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses