This is a song about "Need"

And need psychology

But make sure if they do see

We need mandela , still we need mandela

Is never that's equivalent to me and sarah

I keep my money neat

Ya that's the shit i need

What is it that you need?

Now it's time to eat

Indubitably i'm too street

You take what you don't need.

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

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

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

On top of that, i’m broke

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Takes over their artistic need