This is a song about "Too much talking"

To much killing around too much suspense.

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Too much greatness, you couldn't even grasp it

But he don't rule a thing

Too much sex appealing.

Lv on my luggage

Maybe we cared too much

Too much money to care

It's how we put it there

Catch you up on places i've been

Too much information?

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Ended up drinkin too much bacardi

Too much on my plate joseph fuck you

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view