This is a song about "Thinking to much"

Shes thinking to herself what have i done wrong,

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Smoke to much weed to burnt,

She wanted to fight at first

Puttin in work, to much work,

Too focused, one word

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

I was beginning to be thinking you weren't receiving it.

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

No more fumbling with frets, thinking which string to pick

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

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Bitch bickering to much,

Yeah, we get this cabbage

My life was in a vault and all the bitches used to hiss thinking

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing