This is a song about "This fly needs to die"

For this long, i've heeded to needs of the seedy, the greedy, left me in a rage

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

Now them broads gon' follow

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Stacking the cash, at this rate im yet to fly a jet. so i just bet,

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

But i'm like nah, this b**ch needs to say

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

This dude needs help quit crying for help,

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Alicia keys needs to improve her grammar

Everyone needs something to chase

While i got my hand on the tec, wave