This is a song about "Your mo"

My ignorance shit never stopped me though, you think you shit rapping in slow mo

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

Uh oh we gotta go to another party so can party some mo

My mo straight madness, your style - vanilla

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

I'm stacking dough, ain't gotta sell crack no mo

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Well lemme tell you somethin, you might got mo' cash then me

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Shut tha fuck up wid ya problems theres people out here wid lots mo,

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw