This is a song about "My mom loves nick jonas too much"

Too much pressure stacked up, giving my brain pain,

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Trying to give them light and a message

I beat myself up too much

I feel they praisin too much

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

My parents can't afford health, we make too much for medicaid,

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

My rhymes pre-cise, i'm too much for you, like weed's price.

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

To much killing around too much suspense.

They seem too much alike.

These hoes ain't acting right

I feel like my life was in too much of a rush

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius