This is a song about "Much"

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Bout what was in her purse much,

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

See, every dime scattered meant as much

It sucks when your competition aint much

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Now you speaking my language

Been thinking way to much

Man but this ain't no sign language

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Is you guys suck so much

Maybe we cared too much

Lv on my luggage

Oh i miss you to much

Cause you've done such