This is a song about "Who needs lyrics"

Baby, you know who you are

Believe my mom still needs a new car

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

I rose from the ashes just to bring tragedy,to those who believe my lyrics are

And she deserves a guy who can meet her needs and in between

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

This crazy shit needs to stop,

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Woah there, woah there

My conduct needs repair

Blew money like six crips

Every one love my lyrics

Than giving to the people who needs some.

500 at the villa ain't no problem