This is a song about "Need"

But for some that's all they fucken need,

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

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

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Some people just don't see the need,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

I’m way harder than the concrete

You take what you don't need.

Some people just don't see the need,

Me and my peeps often meet

You take what you don't need.

I need to beat

Some excedrinto get rid of conception

Theres no need you dont need the attention