This is a song about "Got it"

If you got talents you know we got all of it

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Nowadays got it all figured out,

Then it got bad reviews

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

I can barely wipe my ass

I get it, you got cash,

In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin

Special delivery, i got it comin'

Sippin' bitches what lemonade

You thought you got it made

Ain't got started but your daughters wish it

Or never say never though i admit

Me and billy got drunk, and shit, we really got into it,

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that