This is a song about "Needing to feel love"

Look it something they can't ever see

Will leave u needing surgery

I ain't needing reassurance or certification

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

I really tried to show love

I'm breathing for a purpose

I feel your love reeling me n your temple surely caught me,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

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

They like talking, its like gossip

Still be needing to grow up

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Where i can express my emotions without needing to speak

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

I love thee with a love i seemed to lose