This is a song about "More"

No more money, no more fame

And my niggas all the same

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

And five days later, maybe more

Aint no room for one more

Army stance, ready for war

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

I get called more and more sadistic

Up in my new two door

I shoulda gone out more

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Because there ain't no coming back from that

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

God give me one sentence more