This is a song about "I dont need her"

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

I dont need to rhyme to this beat to say i hate you all the fucking time

Cos i dont need money from you or any other kid

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

But i dont really love her man, i just wunna fuck her

Too legendary i dont need no wealth

Self-hatred...i hate you...and myself

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

So i dont need any management with it

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

I dont need to throw darts to purposely miss you

Hope that she know i don't need her

Its four now, the clubs over