This is a song about "Talk too much"

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

I really love my miami crew

Wanted too much from you

From sucking too much dick

Turn up that music

I ain't gone judge

Maybe we cared too much

My hate, it's too much, it's too less

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Guess i was easy to hit cause i had never talk much,

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

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