This is a song about "Thomas more"

I ain't happy with the score

Now u want me no more

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

I shoulda gone out more

The more wealth the more tore felt.

Nigga i ain't never scared

That's why you'll find her on the floor

So i give a little more.

And five days later, maybe more

Army stance, ready for war

Summer time, different shore

Gold chains, watches and more,

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

And you ain't gotta go to war

I don't wanna live no more