This is a song about "Rapping without talent"

So much talent got taken away

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

Don't speak when i'm rapping

Don't want to be the king

Small talent, u need a microscopic lens to see

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Wasting talent, packing to go tracking.

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Despite all his talent,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Without you i dont think i would be rapping right now

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping