This is a song about "Whatchu need"

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Whatchu hollering, gotta pay rent, bring dollars in

I’m way harder than the concrete

Takes over their artistic need

I put it down your throat

Don't need to drink, don't need to smoke,

And need psychology

Took my heart away from money

Duck duck, say goose

You need shoes i need booze

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

But for some that's all they fucken need,

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Notepad and green tea, that's all i need