This is a song about "Caren your everying i need"

Yes we need your spirit forever,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Take her back to where i live

I don't need a knife to end your life

I just know you need to go and grab your freshest winter coat

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Your attention is what i need to be gripping as i be spitting

Destroying ryhtmical motions-your gonna need sun lotion,i burn rappers so bad

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

With women with issues

You need shoes i need booze

I’m way harder than the concrete

What do i really need

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I don't need your two cents, 'cause you make no sense.