This is a song about "Needing you"

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

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Yes,it's you. rap beats you.

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

See you, touch you, hear you

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Im raisin the bar, ya gna be needing a neck noose,

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Where i can express my emotions without needing to speak

I ain't needing reassurance or certification

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too

Then i gotta say peace to you

No thank you, just fuck you,

Swear i'm trying to get through