This is a song about "Too much"

For the most part those blocks get bogart

Seems very intensely, too much damn pop tart

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Too much greatness, you couldn't even grasp it

Or never say never though i admit

I say way too much fucking shit

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Dammit i have too much skill

Wanted too much from you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

There's too much money that you withdrew

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Now you speaking my language

Don't read into it too much