This is a song about "Much"

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

To much killing around too much suspense.

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Yea baby i miss you so damn much

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Oh i miss you to much

Go nuts, this instrumental flow much

Trying to give them light and a message

Oh i miss you to much

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

It's too much work to put up with so much fake,

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

Bout what was in her purse much,

Yeah, we get this cabbage