This is a song about "Needing money"

Let's pretend that he had time to rhyme before needing to defend.

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Getting to the money

What them tippers don't see

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

I ain't got no money,

Either way we body for money

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Still be needing to grow up

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Mr. this is urgent needing u to explain it perfect

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

In needing of a feeding its stopping me from sleeping