This is a song about "More bless"

Tonight you're gettin' christened too, bless the mic, spit the truth,

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Wanna take on plat, bless you if that's true

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

It's a fools fatewithout your word

The world around me, more and more blurred

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

No fronting cause the coppers is coming, like

I make thriller when i bless the mike

This is oh so much like getting votes

Yet god #bless them, if #he'll 'front his bled bones

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

Everyday bless the several people missing.