This is a song about "Needing"

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

I begged for his survival cause me needing him is vital.

Will leave u needing surgery

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And hide, but he got knocked by the homicideand this happens everyday around my way

I got flow for days, my mind knows what to say to all you stray dog needing to be put away

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

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

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Where i can express my emotions without needing to speak

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

This is what i'm needing, stopped this eternal bleeding