This is a song about "Talk too much"

I can taste the salt from my tears

To much killing around too much suspense.

From sucking too much dick

Turn up that music

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Too much greatness, you couldn't even grasp it

Apprently i talk way to much, but.... i like to talk

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

I call em up, they might fall through

Wanted too much from you

Too much rim make the ride too hard

Hope all over again, we can start

I feel they praisin too much

Man but this ain't no sign language