This is a song about "Less"

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

So with less and less you to live, what am i

Yes sir, please confess

Nothing more and nothing less,

Baby i’mma mess, mess

My hate, it's too much, it's too less

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

In reality you less.

Always go for more never go for less

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

I got more and you got less

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Dc has never seen such progress

Cause her sorry little ass couldn't care less/

I just play my part make moves like chess

And i confess that i'd stress out less,