This is a song about "Support for familys in need"

I seemingly feel the need, for keepin it real in beats when speaking tough

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I seemingly feel the need, for keepin it real in beats when speaking tough

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

But for some that's all they fucken need,

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

How can a seed sprout without support?

I'm why baby mamas leave

I rap supreme no need for dreams

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

A waste reaching in the pockets of the working to support your habits

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants