This is a song about "Say more"

Ice melts into rain

No more money, no more fame

Who shows her face no more

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

// [but what you say just (don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more)]

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

There’s more to say, so if you relate that’s great,

Bet you wont say shit no more 2x

Roll up niggas be like sex

When you say i suck its just more evidence

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

I get called more and more sadistic