This is a song about "They need me"

They fucking me and loving me

So while the world goes drake crazy

You need forget about me.

Bitch, i might make you my baby

And because they preference they all need some help,

The day before is better than the present

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

I tear pussies open, they need stitches

And every time i rise up they treat you, need you crucified,

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

But they all claimin that they need us

I don't wanna damage you

They need a team to make it through