This is a song about "Skills"

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Lastly i gotta spit 'bout how you're at no lack of skills

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

You should fuckin' know your rapping skills

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Ive got the skills needed,

I know he lost his mind, but skills?

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

No wander ya skills missing a slight.

My skills they are all weak

Bitch i'm all you need

Showing my skills once again,

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

"damn, this kid has no skills