This is a song about "Need"

We need mandela , still we need mandela

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

But for some that's all they fucken need,

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Takes over their artistic need

I said i got my ass beat

I would clean and you wouldn't need

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

But for some that's all they fucken need,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

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

Driving my car to a foreign place

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

Ya that's the shit i need

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat