This is a song about "Hit and miss"

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Only time i miss a nigga if i swing and he duck

Taking a shit and taking a hit,

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

Everyday i miss her, and one day i might consider,

No swing and a miss shit,

It's all good, finna dog that

I miss when we use to lay and get frisky

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

And say, might make, some hit

Back up on my fly shit