This is a song about "Streets poetry"

Found a peaceful home with my poetry and music

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

On poetry of rap i extended my forbidden knowledge further

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Betta stay outta the streets

Im rappin poetry dude its time we got real

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

With the beat as he spills like his poetry is spoken,

Leave them with a smaller buzz, lowest thing, vagina swollen

You see now that nigga lonely

This be poetry, you know it's me

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I won't go out with my friends, instead i sit in my room and write poetry,