This is a song about "Eating too much"

The real muscle in the message of that

Too much greatness, you couldn't even grasp it

When i ate too much onion chutney

And all women who had light features, see

Too much sex appealing.

I'm doing the same thing

But now its gone too far fame brought too much ego

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Ended up drinkin too much bacardi

Dammit i have too much skill

Lady at the frank stand will

Don't read into it too much

Never agree with that message

If i had on 'bama line

Too much of everything at one time.