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

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

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

Too much pressure stacked up, giving my brain pain,

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Maybe we cared too much

There's too much of slime stuck in my life

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

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

She don't really care about anyone advice

Man but this ain't no sign language

I feel they praisin too much

I always lived without my mom but i know she loves me

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

On my fifth spliff now, too much weed ive been smoking,