This is a song about "Need"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

We need mandela , still we need mandela

Ya that's the shit i need

Last of a dying breed

Swear i will murk any beat

You take what you don't need.

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

But that's something that i don't need

It'll last for all these crazy days

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

Yeah i know we never got to meet

But for some that's all they fucken need,

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

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse