This is a song about "Too much for one nigga"

It's time for some change to commence

To much killing around too much suspense.

Spending too much time having rocks for sale

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

We needin' a change, the drama remains the samei spend my whole life, fightin' myself

Thank you for encouraging me to do my thing, and not worrying too much about yourself

Too much information?

She all on my skin

But i'm too clever too much better for them to compete

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak

Maybe we cared too much

I created this image

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

But this itch was too much for this hypocrite.

Dammit i have too much skill

I'm gon remember her, but still