This is a song about "Am i needed"

So in the beginning i felt that i needed to play along

I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song

I needed to open my eyes and rise,

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

When i was the one that needed the help

I felt like i needed to die my own death,

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

Summer's almost here, but i needed money to spend

The truth was i needed some help,

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Hustle needed maybe i should be dealing more,

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Because i needed to cut that decadence.

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things