This is a song about "Hymn for the missing"

She's been missing for weeks her kid takes a seat watching my techniques

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

But i'm missing all the times in the past

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

Now he's starting to think the screws in my head aren't lose but missing

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

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

Unless i spotted what was missing from the beginning

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

"they aren't suiting" he said, missing shots for the stars like he's shooting for bed

My city's culture to the game now in existence

You're missing the main mission so listen to emissions

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

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