This is a song about "Ferrari money too much monry"

Maybe we cared too much

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Promise me you won't step out of line

Too much of everything at one time.

To much killing around too much suspense.

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

My hate, it's too much, it's too less

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Too much on my plate joseph fuck you

I beat myself up too much

So y'all can cope n' touch

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

But now its gone too far fame brought too much ego

Dammit i have too much skill

As i light one for ill will