This is a song about "I hate miss coombs"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I miss my cable tv

You looking dumb i couldn't miss it

Foolish, i be on that new shit

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

Casuse girl i miss what we were

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

If i died would u miss me?

Its the things that i hate

J. cole runnin' late

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

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

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

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

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

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis