This is a song about "Got talent"

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

You ever feel like you got talent but you just tossed it away

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Wasting talent, packing to go tracking.

It makes me unresponsive, talent squanderin'

I'm stealin' purses rapin' nurses i'm a crooked surgeon

You might say this is garbage but its talent

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

I got the talent never slacking, in this deal

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

We got the world's rarest talent, yessir we're #stacked

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

I confess i never got my talent from the bottom of a cereal box,

Just showing pride in what i do as i always say wow/ some rappers ain't no gods/