This is a song about "Being good at something"

Wiz khali is stuck on replay, play something new i need to hear a good beat

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

My dreams of being something were put on hold.

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

A good person just to get credit when you want something

Being disssssssscrete issss something i never tried

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Just look at my good body

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

I ask you what's so good about being a king,

But there was something about this chick, being away from her

All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father