This is a song about "Need"

Indubitably i'm too street

But for some that's all they fucken need,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

We need mandela , still we need mandela

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

But for some that's all they fucken need,

What do i really need

This is the concrete

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

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

I need your love like plants need rain,

Blow trees like a hurricane

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

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands