This is a song about "I lack"

Because the skills you lack…i got,

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

What i got which u lack is im ruthless

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

If ya'll don't understand it i come from a lack of riches,

Just standing next to ya i revealed all the skills you lack

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

And what i lack in piety, i make up for in character,

And in the lack of my answers i am left with but one thing,

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

I read your raps,a style is what you lack,

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack