This is a song about "Much"

I can taste the salt from my tears

To much killing around too much suspense.

Woah there, woah there

Too much money to care

So y'all can cope n' touch

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Ive got to much anger

Cause you've done such

God i miss her so much

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

Too much information?

Lv on my luggage

Been thinking way to much