This is a song about "In need"

And picture me rollin

It's me that you need to let in

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

My mind's crippled i need a draft in my head

We need some chicken up in up in here

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

In debrief of feces man we need these

My rhymes result in friction,sure you need lube,

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I need to find some inspiration to fill in my imagination

I was a kid in need of help.

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

In need of fresh bed sheets, my limits are reached

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend