This is a song about "More pr"

Aint no room for one more

I ain't happy with the score

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

I killed more time, more crack to sell

The world around me, more and more blurred

It's a fools fatewithout your word

The art of war

Now u want me no more

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

You see i gotta go to war

She leave her hair on the floor

God give me one sentence more

When i have so much more

And you ain't gotta go to war