This is a song about "Hierarchy of needs"

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

She needs to call me up.

See, i'm just trying to focus

Needs some kills? then hire us

It needs to be straighter

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

O. trice always rep his block

This crazy shit needs to stop,

I can have some type of comfort when a genius really needs it

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

But i know i see better days

Everyone needs something to chase

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

A demonic soul that needs to eat.

Selling us our own chains. confuse our wants with our needs,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds