This is a song about "Too much talking"

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

To much killing around too much suspense.

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

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

Don't read into it too much

Yeah, we get this cabbage

The pigs fly away in the morning

Too bad, that's the beer talking

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Seems very intensely, too much damn pop tart

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Dammit i have too much skill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

I dont' know what i'm talking too.