This is a song about "Thinking too much"

I feel they praisin too much

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Too much money to care

Three town homes in delaware

Your thinking your rhymes are to much for me

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

But now its gone too far fame brought too much ego

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Nah, i ain't gonna be embedded in jail

Spending too much time having rocks for sale

So much hate know it's too late

I'm dreaming to be great

And word i blew off herb i grew

There's too much money that you withdrew

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Too much greatness, you couldn't even grasp it