This is a song about "To much"

Here i go again, searching for love

Me so much that i'm torn to pieces

Knowing way to much like such

So y'all can cope n' touch

To much killing around too much suspense.

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Hockeys cool to but fuck, to much politics,

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

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

Trying to much like i'm in a rush

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Tellin me not to think about it too much

Cause you've done such

Bitch bickering to much,