This is a song about "Talented people"

People critically commenting,

Bun b, i’m underground king

So many selfish people

This is the root of all evil

People stared everyday

I was raised this way

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Im fucking talented, both in bars and hustlin hard

Questions enter the minds of people

Cause this album pack enough evil

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Im so talented i learned to play the harp