This is a song about "I miss been a"

What did i miss growin up, a golden touch reversed

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Lv on my luggage

God i miss her so much

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

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

I swear life's been a train wreck

I respect that you don't know yet

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

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

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

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

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

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

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

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost