This is a song about "Streets poetry"

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Poetry he writes,to recite on the free flight

Betta stay outta the streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

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

Even though our rhymes are really musical poetry

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

With my militia poetry tactics

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Found a peaceful home with my poetry and music

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit