This is a song about "Lesser"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Forever strapped to this lesser bare chair i'm seated in

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

From eating lesser portions to courses complete with vegetables

My souls pressured to settle for so lesser

But now i’m ok, i got my shit together

Little more weed, first class seats

Playing back my lesser feats

Lord's messengers flank in..lesser jerks crack up..weak believers..this lesson of theirs is rough/

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

Can barely walk the city streets

As if my lesser heart beats

4-3... yea, remember that please

With blood of a lesser tease