This is a song about "Dont miss out"

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Only thing around here is like my flow dope, if they dont shoot they snort it out

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Dont throw a fit chris, you ain't a crip bitch so don't miss this before it slips

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

So take your out notebook and listen, when i say this dont faint

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

I dont know why they let you out in the dark

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Hey just wait for me to slope 'n' miss out the chance

Fuck off stop bullshittin you silly cunt it dont get it out

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

If you dont listen ill put it out on your head.

Miss "you" miss cues and misuse one's menu

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you