This is a song about "Surviving poet"

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

You bigots do not affect me, i'm a living, breathing poet,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

We ride along surviving strong, is what i came to say

Ain't whining, just surviving, ain't hiding, just climbing,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Surviving 'till we thriving, then we die when the metal clicks,

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

We ride along surviving strong, is what i came to say

Promise me you won't step out of line

2pac, a poet addressing a worlda crime

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

And i'm rhymin' up about all of this shit up in the 'hood 'cuz i'm a street poet,

I'm a poet at any given moment,

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust