This is a song about "You need to know"

This nigga a skank you need to know you're way below my ranks

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out

One thing you need to know is it was bad all throughout.

My talent should take me places i've never been

You know i need a buck thats my fuckin problem

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

And i don't need wings to know freedom/

Whatever you need, know i got that

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

But seemingly believe it though

True answer is that you need to know

I write rhymes an you know that i don’t need an excuse,

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

My life is somethin you don't need to know a lot about.

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route