This is a song about "Lacking"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Dehydrated lacking mental facilities

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Theyre lacking not on my level nope nobodys matching

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

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I've been lacking skill i know i'm lazy,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I can see all the shit you're lacking,

Shutting faggots on his obtuse lacking habits. i bet my shit now recognized

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night