This is a song about "Much"

Rap so much, make niggas sick

With two chicks, sadistic

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Bout what was in her purse much,

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

Let em marinate, you forever late

I feel they praisin too much

Trying to give them light and a message

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

See, every dime scattered meant as much

They seem too much alike.

You hang out where the pimps collide

Bitch bickering to much,

So y'all can cope n' touch

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Is you guys suck so much