In the rhythm of a city that never sleeps,
He found a love that ran deep,
Beyond the streets and shadows cast,
A connection meant to last.

With words like whispers, soft and true,
He spoke of dreams and skies so blue,
In every verse, a tender touch,
Of love that meant so much.

Through the struggle and the strife,
He painted love as a way of life,
In every heartbeat, every rhyme,
Love transcended space and time.

A poet’s soul in a world so wide,
His love a beacon, a source of pride,
In Tupac’s heart, love forever flows,
An eternal echo that the world knows.