This is a song about "Turnin up cause i need this"

I need to be saved cause i want to see heaven

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Turnin up that radio

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

I'm autumn leaves change

Cause all this pent up rage

Now i need something in my stomach cause i haven't ate

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

This is how i need you to be.

Summertime in the city

So i need fame, to win this game,

You're not usin' your brain

But this adolescent mind of mine, turnin me from gold to mold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Picture that, best rapper since lil wayne in classes

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis