This is a song about "More"

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

And some more a couple more times

Nigga fuck the black and whites

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

And five days later, maybe more

Aint no room for one more

That's just the beginning of war

Who shows her face no more

That's what rains for

I shoulda gone out more

Army stance, ready for war

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

I get called more and more sadistic