This is a song about "Surviving poet"

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Everyone knows it i rap like an mvp im the most valuable poet

And i know i'm a poet, shit you saw from the start

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

You call yourself an emcee, i call you a poet,

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Surviving and we're thriving on ramen noodles, frozen peas,

Life is blowin' in the wind, words of a clever poet,

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that