This is a song about "I dont need you"

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I dont really suck, just need some improvement.

See i dont need a rap thats pre

So gon' and be my dealer baby

I dont try to diss you

Why we gotta argue

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

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

Just a little sprung but don't call me on your period

Cos i dont need money from you or any other kid

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

I dont need to throw darts to purposely miss you

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Dont need lyrics to rhyme to screw you ass

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

I dont need to get to further detail/