This is a song about "Too much hoes"

They seem too much alike.

Walk blind into a line or fight

Now you speaking my language

Maybe we cared too much

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Don't read into it too much

It's too much work to put up with so much fake,

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

As i light one for ill will

Dammit i have too much skill

Too much information?

Go where you ain't been

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

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

Watch me take flight too much for these people 3 much for these hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes