This is a song about "Much"

God i miss her so much

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Bout what was in her purse much,

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

Never knew somebody i loved so much

Ignorance is much worse than homicide

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

Is you guys suck so much

Lv on my luggage

They seem too much alike.

Jt: no one to hold her tight

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

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

So y'all can cope n' touch

You just tokin so much