This is a song about "Need"

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Some people just don't see the need,

I need to beat

You take what you don't need.

You take what you don't need.

Me and my peeps often meet

I fucking hate this job

Don't need to drink, don't need to smoke,

I need your love like plants need rain,

I wanted the money and never the fame

But for some that's all they fucken need,

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Theres no need you dont need the attention

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

A mentalist that's what you need.