This is a song about "Mikeala i need you"

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

// [i don't need you (don't hurt me)]

You probably think i need therapy

Third ward general, young cash money

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

And deep down you know i gave you everything you need

I said, "look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

You make a nigga sing songs nice

I just need you to tell me, please

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

To the others like you, who i need to help, i need to try

First things first, i need you to forgive

That shoebox shit, over with