This is a song about "Need for spped"

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Because ya'll need it, for your blood.

For instance you need rhyme assistance your witless

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

I be on some other shit

Money on call for when i need it

And then along came the wrong man for her

For my behavior, i need jesus my savior/

Motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time

Every punch need line, for every dollar sign,

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Don’t need to shake my ass for you

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Need it for my parties, and i need it for my plans