This is a song about "How much i like you"

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Oh i miss you to much

You never know how much this world could be cold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

As a kid, i can tell you how much i felt disrespect,

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Ask the crew just how much money you spent

Damn i forgot how much money he got

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

And then i fucking realized that no matter how much i aspire

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

How much i stabbed and press.

Dc has never seen such progress

You other rappers think its about how much paper u stash

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last