This is a song about "Need"

I keep my money neat

A mentalist that's what you need.

You take what you don't need.

Swear i will murk any beat

Some people just don't see the need,

Indubitably i'm too street

I can always go home and look down my street

But for some that's all they fucken need,

I need your love like plants need rain,

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

And need psychology

That's why i'm makin' money

But for some that's all they fucken need,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed