This is a song about "Hymn for the missing"

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

I'm missing the potential, to make some sick flows.

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

These lyrics compiled, are for man missing his chance at trial.

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

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

But i'm missing all the times in the past

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I said i was done with the dissing, and i was but something was missing

So, i'm humming a hymn while reading fairy tales by the brothers grimm

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination