This is a song about "Lack"

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Crying about what i have and they lack

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

I'm tired of missing the skills that i lack.

When that money calls i holla back

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

When you're eating free lunch, people have the hope you lack,

While i show them, what they tend to lack

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

The door crack, niggas all black

Im assuming you lack

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

My movement to find the stupid mc's bodies who now lack

I have a wicked mind that all you rappers lack

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap