This is a song about "Soul poetry loyalty"

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I love embarrassing other people with poetry

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

This be poetry, you know it's me

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

No loyalty when it comes to fame just a bitch screaming my name pleading again

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Even though our rhymes are really musical poetry

But if you look into poetry

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

On poetry of rap i towed on the flow he goes

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Poetry he writes,to recite on the free flight

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright