This is a song about "I dont need them"

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

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

Theres no need you dont need the attention

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I’m a hustla, baby

See i dont need a rap thats pre

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

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

I dont need a prescription

It ain't where i been

I dont need bitches, bitches flock at my name

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Dont need them blowing me up for some make-up sex,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

People be beat, feds come i dont even more my feet, lyrics like mine i dont need to be neat