This is a song about "She needs"

And getting money is the song i sing

Well my lifes a question that needs answering,

This dude needs help quit crying for help,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Everyone needs something to chase

But she took it in his place

I guzzle up at the bar

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Therefore we soon will have more needs

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Selling us our own chains. confuse our wants with our needs,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Somebody call my girl she needs to relax

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks