In the 16th century, the court of the Matli kings was filled with poets who sang flowery praises for gold and land. Among them stood Kavi Choudappa, a village administrator from Kumdavaram with a sharp tongue and a mischievous glint in his eye.
Legend has it that Chowdappa was frustrated with the hypocrisy around him. Unable to hold his tongue, he used the simplest weapon available: . chowdappa satakam
