This is a song about "Dont need you"

Don't worry just done get inside

Dont need a pen to write

High as shit, i’m in a booth

You need shoes i need booze

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

But my angel dont need angeldust to stay dangerous

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

I dont need to throw darts to purposely miss you

I dont need the jewelry to shine bright

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

See i dont need a rap thats pre

I swear they think i'm crazy

I dont need to be a black boy to bust this rhyme or the need

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Cause we done did that

Dont need consent to rap