This is a song about "You need him"

A mentalist that's what you need.

From the back seat, back seat

You see him as a god

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Don't you know a rap superior when you see him?

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Last of a dying breed

You take what you don't need.

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

You disrespect him you get ya neck slit

What is it that you need?

But i'm not worried

When you beefed wit' him, you see him around the block, you would go conceal//

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Don't you know a rap superior when you see him?

Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion