This is a song about "Less"

Go od less in an hour.

And there's little to be glad for

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

They're makin the game's rep less

In reality you less.

Yes sir, please confess

And completely response less

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

This heart burning, wish it hurt less.

Dc has never seen such progress

Nothing more and nothing less,

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Express stress expect less

I'm hoping i confess