This is a song about "Lacking"

Imagine a loose cannon, lacking the balls to shoot

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Dehydrated lacking mental facilities

Theyre lacking not on my level nope nobodys matching

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I can see all the shit you're lacking,

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

With his hood raised up, this boy is lacking luck, combating in blood.

I'm lacking peace and what i did to yo sis was a reality

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Lacking colour, null, dull skull.

Shout out them strippers who hustle