This is a song about "You lacking"

Bun b, i’m underground king

What you're lacking is good rapping/

Yes,it's you. rap beats you.

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Girl you know i want you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Switching topics up, as fast as i smack these lacking rappers' butts

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

With his hood raised up, this boy is lacking luck, combating in blood.

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Nobody cares about you except you

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

Shutting faggots on his obtuse lacking habits. i bet my shit now recognized

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

These faggots lacking intelligence, and they overzealous,