This is a song about "Alisha i missing u"

Kidnapped u from ur own house took u to stoners hill where i could of killed u

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Missing me with that happiness, i felt it physically

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Ain't got started i am the link that is missing

If ive told u once i told u a thousand times,

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Would u give me care if i came to u bloody?

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

I take shots while you bitch ass is still missing

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out

Someone's missing out in the crowd, momma's out there shouting i made it, yelling so proud

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

I'm tired of missing the skills that i lack.