This is a song about "Much"

Killing these niggas off quick

Rap so much, make niggas sick

To much killing around too much suspense.

And everybody's having sex

You just tokin so much

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Now you speaking my language

I'll never call you bitch again

I been feeling so much pain

I created this image

Oh i miss you to much

Don't read into it too much

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

See, every dime scattered meant as much