This is a song about "Poets fridays"

Street poets fantasizing, but i'm here to tell you stories,

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

And street poets bow down when intellect fails,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Street poets fantasizing, but i'm here to tell you stories,

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees