This is a song about "Less"

It shows i know a bit

But less than 1% plan it,

Skill starts to show less and less

Baby i’mma mess, mess

I don't fear death

I want more nothing less

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

They're makin the game's rep less

Everyday less special people kissing,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

We priceless, skip bayless, we pay less/

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Cause her sorry little ass couldn't care less/

Less a medium's attend,

Half your body laying on my chest