This is a song about "Gifted"

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Enough of the #wisdom i'm gifted,

A little bit when i spit this cuz i'm lyrically gifted with a few lickety split tricks

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

Smoke ? you know it taste good

I'm lyrically gifted,

Im gifted, dont get this twisted never miss this wicked flow hella dope smoking

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Young gifted and black born to win

What up girl, tell me how you been

I love you baby dear, you're incredibly gifted, please make sure your spirits are always lifted."

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Not me im gifted, sick and twisted im wicked, and different

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Spit till fitted, rubs this subliminal mindd shifted to saying bitch im gifted...