This is a song about "Need"

But for some that's all they fucken need,

But hey yo look, money from across the street

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Fly as ricky steam boat

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

Last of a dying breed

Ya that's the shit i need

We need mandela , still we need mandela

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Some people just don't see the need,