This is a song about "Slam poetry"

So tell me why are we at war

Or knock it off, slam on the floor

But i think i like that, just maybe

This be poetry, you know it's me

I can taste the salt from my tears

With my militia poetry tactics

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

As well as this musical poetry, rap

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Lyrical poetry, supposedly, my rhymes burst into a flame hopefully/

So if i talk down to a man

Bases full, i grand slam/

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

I spun the bottle, only to slam the throttle