In the heart of the city, where shadows dance,
Tupac’s love rises in a timeless romance.
Words like whispers in the evening air,
Crafting dreams from hope and despair.

Through verses that speak of pain and grace,
He paints a world with a gentle embrace.
A voice for the voiceless, strong and true,
In every line, love finds its due.

With every beat, his heart unfolds,
Stories of struggle, of lives untold.
In the rhythm of life, his love remains,
A beacon of light through joy and pains.

Tupac’s love, a burning flame,
Lives in the hearts that call his name.
An everlasting testament to his art,
Where love and revolution never part.