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

Cuz you gon' chase cheese

Cause i don't need no babies.

U aint paid u broke, this boards turnin to a joke/

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Castle and crooks sweater

And i need this forever

This terrorist bitch gave me up/ i was to much to handle , cause

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

This is how i need you to be.

Cause you love me, call me daddy

I think i need a exorcist, cause i sometimes feel cursed/

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

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

Speaking of need, i need to go spark up the green

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream