This is a song about "Need"

I’m way harder than the concrete

But for some that's all they fucken need,

Takes over their artistic need

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

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

And now that i’m getting money

And need psychology

The revolution will proceed

You take what you don't need.

Some people just don't see the need,

Swear i will murk any beat

We can't catch the beat

You take what you don't need.

I don't know defeat

Ssc be the friend i need,