This is a song about "I got talent"

Yall act like yall can't see my my talent, i got skepticism

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Have you got talent? ambition? skill beyond verses?

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Your in the era of talent that i founded

I got the talent never slacking, in this deal

Bring it back, i ain't saying that i'm nas here

The talent show came, and i wrote a few lines

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

It makes me unresponsive, talent squanderin'

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Opera man, you must be a phantom, 'cause i can't find any talent in your lines.