This is a song about "I had less"

Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

I just play my part make moves like chess

And i confess that i'd stress out less,

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Settin' to get better, the rest are less and i ain't havin' it

Skill starts to show less and less

Carefree i don’t need the stress

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Cos i am making baby steps to make this world less cold

Here i go again, falling in love

Fake niggas i plan on seeing less of