This is a song about "Less"

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Everyday less special people kissing,

And i'mma keep ya fresh

So think they should rap less

Express stress expect less

I'm hoping i confess

You know the gunpowder

Go od less in an hour.

And i confess that i'd stress out less,

They at the same spot they making no progress

Sorry to myself for giving so much less

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

And i'm a just take another guess

Commit crimes when vexed they're meaningful less,

Less a medium's attend,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest