This is a song about "I hate miss coombs"

Hopin' that my niggas see

I miss my cable tv

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

The voice inside my head (i miss you, i miss you)

Oh i miss you to much

Now you speaking my language

I knew for sure, that's the person that i'd always miss.

And i be talking about me, i do this

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

I call em up, they might fall through

I hate it and i hate you,

I miss the times when i was glad

Cus if your love was all i had