This is a song about "Need"

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

I need your love like plants need rain,

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

From the back seat, back seat

You take what you don't need.

Some people just don't see the need,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

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

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

You take what you don't need.

I keep my money neat

We need mandela , still we need mandela

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

The revolution will proceed

I would clean and you wouldn't need