This is a song about "Need em"

I love the way you walk

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

You think that weed'll solve em

I got 800 invisible men

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them//

Here i go again, falling in love again

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

Studied up and i passed ‘em

Marshmallows inside my pen

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Feel no need to conceal or even hide em/