This is a song about "Much"

I ain't gone judge

Bitch bickering to much,

Lv on my luggage

I would freak out so much

Yea baby i miss you so damn much

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

You can disown him or stone him

Too much information?

Man but this ain't no sign language

I beat myself up too much

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Oh i miss you to much

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Been thinking way to much

To much killing around too much suspense.

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells