This is a song about "Got talent"

I got the talent never slacking, in this deal

If that bitch don't like you, she gonna tell you how she feel

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

Parkside's got it all covered the talent the business side its all here

Or the dreams she has for her and new found talent

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Have you got talent? ambition? skill beyond verses?

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

This talent, i sever with it,

Every day was a saturday, shit

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

I got more talent in this crumpled up paper than in your body

They gotta point em out baby

But apparently its talent g,

No talent and tasteless

All we need is convienient love