This is a song about "You need to know"

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

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

But benny and 420 you need just to know that insulting me without being wrong,

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far

And if you a real nigga dont need to lettem know/ you know who you are

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

I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

You know i need a buck thats my fuckin problem

You need to stick to balling

Why not me the same thing

Y'all need to know, you cynical hypocritical critics,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

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