This is a song about "Slam poetry"

Fuck that now trying get the money

But if you look into poetry

I love embarrassing other people with poetry

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Found a peaceful home with my poetry and music

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

To liberate yourselves, africa

Watch me back-hand ya, then crack-slam ya,

Pushing in my mama van

Bases full, i grand slam/

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

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

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

Even though our rhymes are really musical poetry

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