Too Much - K.A.A.N., Bleverly Hills

Fix your face, adjust the settings, hoe, I’m about to go in

As for this rapping, asthma attack, acid alliteration

Basked in the gaze I’m amazed at your basic tendencies

Originality, that’s a rarity from what I can see

I dot my I’s then cross my T’s

Philosophically Socrates

Socking these sad satches I’m sodomizing the tracks

In my laboratory this labyrinth

Conceives like Mary Magdalene

Immaculacy at its finest

Fortunate this force of rhyming

Found an outlet, no I ain’t done with you yet

My therapist says that I’m crazy

Maybe off o' my rocker

I read her lips while stalking her

Through my new pair of binoculars

50 feet from her house, in high heels and a blouse

Just feeling out the situation

Tryna see what it’s bout

I might break in and then abduct her

While she sleep on the couch

The blinds were drawn, my mind was gone

I’m on some whole other shit

I’m off my meds

The voices in my head they tell me to kill

For real

They tell me I do too much

I say I don’t do enough

They say that I do

I say that I don’t

I know what I want

They tell me that I smoke too much, I drink too much

I tell em I don’t drink enough, don’t smoke enough

They tell me that I sleep too much, don’t sleep enough

I think I might roll one up

I roll one up

I roll one up

I think I’m outta line

Cast away your fear, but you’re out of line

Rap until they hear, but you outta lines

Passion always here, but I doubt I’m right

I’m after all that’s near, but I’m outta time

Sign the dotted line

Don’t make me go that way

I’m feeling Shady

But here lately my shit cold like Dre

I got a lady but she hate me, thinks I’ve gone insane

Now can you blame me, I’m so crazy

Empty so no brain

I’m feeling low like snakes

There’s plenty me’s no more days

I make it bleed no more veins

You can’t see through all my pain

I’m on my knees at the bank

Up the river full tank

Of gasoline with the flame

Think I’m in need of a pill

My mind at ease for the day

I wake up fiending for thrills

Did I make peace, what’s the deal?

My mind diseased, I’m so ill

It’s make believe when I’m well

I think I’ll pick at my will

Making the devil a deal

Hope I stay heavenly still

Staying ahead of the game

Ayy

They tell me I do too much

I say I don’t do enough

They say that I do

I say that I don’t

I know what I want

They tell me that I smoke too much, I drink too much

I tell em I don’t drink enough, don’t smoke enough

They tell me that I sleep too much, don’t sleep enough

I think I might roll one up

I roll one up

I roll one up