This is a song about "Need"

No one sees the help i need

The revolution will proceed

You take what you don't need.

Me and my peeps often meet

Last of a dying breed

You take what you don't need.

And need psychology

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

They say that i never cease to amaze

I can always go home and look down my street

But for some that's all they fucken need,

Some people just don't see the need,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Now it's time to eat

You take what you don't need.