This is a song about "She needs"

Like they not gon' stare

My conduct needs repair

That needs blood to suck on...like aliens

I never fit in with them light skins

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

That to white, middle class america needs explainin',

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Therefore we soon will have more needs

He needs one like a homeless needs shelter

Picture a place that they exist, together

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

A demonic soul that needs to eat.

Now i'm too tired to spout or beseech to these needs

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Wood chain with a jesus

Needs some kills? then hire us