This is a song about "You got"

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

If you ain't got talent,

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Icky rhymes got you feeling like you got soaked with slime

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

If you got talents you know we got all of it

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

You got your crew behind you

I live in a zoo

But you got assumptions

The jiggas and the tips

I know what it takes

Got me thinking you 2 chains