This is a song about "Pain is too much"

Maybe we cared too much

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Now we definitely gotta whack him, this is too much embarrassment

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

I feel they praisin too much

So y'all can cope n' touch

To much killing around too much suspense.

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I'm gon remember her, but still

Dammit i have too much skill

Too much rim make the ride too hard

A working genius, a work of art

Well im the judge your the try to rhyme and get me to budge when you lose dont hold a grudge,

When i lyrically diss you with my vocal cords, you say no, no, restart that flow is too much

Don't read into it too much

Now you speaking my language