This is a song about "Less"

Yes sir, please confess

Express stress expect less

I'm a son of gun

On the road less taken

So bring your best in, and sing less

And i'mma keep ya fresh

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Commit crimes when vexed they're meaningful less,

So get up, its time to start nation building

Everyday less special people kissing,

I couldnt give a fuck less

Dc has never seen such progress

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

This heart burning, wish it hurt less.

I don't fear death

So think they should rap less