This is a song about "Surviving poet"

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

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

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

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Track 8.) langston hughes (surviving the times)

All the time with this glock of mines

2pac, a poet addressing a worlda crime

Go like i never seen a red light shine

Smoke ? you know it taste good

And i'm not a poet

Y'all niggas would never know it, even though i'm a clever poet,

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

I haven't been living, surviving is appropriate to say

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away