This is a song about "I need mo"

I'm stacking dough, ain't gotta sell crack no mo

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

They think they bring that pain

I need your love like plants need rain,

Syrup got me going slow mo

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

Because it looks like your moving slow mo

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I would clean and you wouldn't need