This is a song about "No talent"

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Of course i have talent

I rap with talent like a fifty caliber barrett

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Wasting talent, packing to go tracking.

But apparently its talent g,

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Who's talent went to remission

You might say this is garbage but its talent

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

But me and kevin know that this talent is just a blessing

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

Put the purp in the blunt

They hide our talent