This is a song about "I really just need a clean song"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

But there's no need to be hating, im just really faking,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

What do i really need

But i always got a clean crown

All my other people that dance around

I made a song at camp

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

But i mean damn dr g, just listen to this song

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

I really need some fuckin help so give me a medication.

The underdog of the underground has come far

Am i really just a reanimated doll,