This is a song about "I have too much trouble"

You left because i gave you too much room.

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

All i know is i drank way too much this fucking morning

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

What up girl, tell me how you been

Too much information?

She got grove st. on replay

But yet i have so much to say

If i do it too much will i still be myself?

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But i can't nah, i got way too much ambition

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Causing so much trouble when i was sixteen , my mother was patient noone could ever

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I do too many drugs, and i have too many habits