This is a song about "I just need my bros"

My eloquence all i need succeed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

You don't need to know my motives, just that i attack

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

High as fuck, i just need my head straight/

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Who knows just what i need, she knows just what i mean