This is a song about "To much girl s"

Ive got to much anger

That i will leave earth with her

Your last man was semi pro

Just the next girl to blow,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

To much killing around too much suspense.

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy

Every third lady that flirt, want my chirp lately

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

With 2 15's n a 400 watt amp, had me intrigued as to see what's next.

With all due respect i do respect you enough to expect

Oh i miss you to much

Lv on my luggage