This is a song about "Have too much feelings to show"

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Tellin me not to think about it too much

But there's too much trash in this bitch, get to cleaning/

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I can't keep running away

But yet i have so much to say

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

All you do is try to bloat, but that don't work when you don't have shit to show,

All i have to show for it is failure and tears,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Too much information?

Catch you up on places i've been

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

When i got too much to handle on my mind.

To much killing around too much suspense.

Dominating of the eastside shall commence