This is a song about "Thomas more"

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

The more i rap the more i kill , the more i kill the more it became a thrill

Summer time, different shore

Gold chains, watches and more,

Why they begging for some more

Need i say more out in singapore

As soon as i walk in the door

So i give a little more.

I got something you've been waiting for

Maybe we shoulda listened more

And some more a couple more times

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

That's what rains for

Slice one up, slice two more

I ain't happy with the score

You could give a fuck more