This is a song about "I miss been a"

It’s knowin’ it’s over

Been through war i am a soldier/

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Oh i miss you to much

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

Always a jokester, stubborn as mule but i miss having you call me son

"excuss me lil miss i could use a new friend"

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

No swing and a miss shit,

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

See i never been afraid and i've never been a coward

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

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I miss my cable tv