This is a song about "I got talent"

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

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Wasting talent, packing to go tracking.

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

I can freestyle with more talent

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

I want to make money off pure skill and talent,

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

No talent and tasteless

She can make a pimp fall in love

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

But apparently its talent g,

Enforce, i'm elegant and

If you ain't got talent,

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Of course i have talent