This is a song about "How much"

You never know how much this world could be cold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

About how much i can't be without you,

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Look how much we've grown apart

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Cant stress on how much i love this stuff.

I'm hoping i confess

How much i stabbed and press.

How much is enough for you, if only you control the price

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

How much longer til i topple you toddlers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Reminisce about my life and notice how much i've matured