This is a song about "Lacks"

That’s, broken but someone just lacks the hustle,

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

When the job are scarce and you mind lacks college

You're a rap snob that lacks facts of cats thoughts in the scene

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Good love then i can do that for her

Wack rapper.. your lax standard lacks swagger..

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Face the facts, 'cuz honesty is somethin' that our nation lacks,

Got lacks of tears now i'm wiping them with a wiper///

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her