This is a song about "Waisted talent"

The talent show came, and i wrote a few lines

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

And now that i’m getting money

But apparently its talent g,

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Handed down talent from the broke land

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

I want to make money off pure skill and talent,

Who's talent went to remission

You're uncool like my mother kin

This talent, i sever with it,

Young money motherfucker we the shit

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

I got the talent never slacking, in this deal

It makes me unresponsive, talent squanderin'

See dre did scotland and everybody jocked him