This is a song about "Too many thoughts"

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

Because too many cherished great god damn rappers died,

Rappin' heat, you can fall defeat if you don't pay ya tolls

Too many of you whinny kids coming off as assholes,

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

Too many thoughts, cant make up my mind

Can't agree with the president, makes too many unworthy decisions

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Too many fucking days wasting my life

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

A story too familiar for too many brooklyn residents

Make things good too. so many thing we could do.

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Where respect is earned, many try.... too many crash an burn,

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn