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

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

And i don't fuck around with too much of ya'lls shit

Trying to give them light and a message

I beat myself up too much

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

You left because i gave you too much room.

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

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

I will never be done i'm having too much fun

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen

Never agree with that message

I feel they praisin too much

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

It wasn't something i said, or i'd have trouble with the agency,

Talking about the god you serve

When i was young i saw too much strangers