This is a song about "I miss a boy"

So vivid i gotta hitlist i never miss fists bashing faces making a misfit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I miss their faces, and i can't take it, but a nigga gotta fake it.

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

So i gotta spit to this

When i click clack i will never miss

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Im lyrical individual im a boy i like girls

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Had a lot of em but i miss the ones with you the most,

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

I got a "hell yeah" from dre looking boy

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

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

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes