This is a song about "More"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

The more wealth the more tore felt.

As soon as i walk in the door

You could give a fuck more

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Get the best progress more

Your body's right as rain

No more money, no more fame

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

God give me one sentence more

Who shows her face no more

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

Aint no room for one more

I breed 'em like i'm going to war