This is a song about "Women that talk too much"

I'm hoping i confess

My hate, it's too much, it's too less

They vaguely decipher my language

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

But you can't hide

They seem too much alike.

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

Too much information?

Through thick and thin

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

I can't let go of her, she means too much to me to do that shit