This is a song about "I miss been a"

I miss my cable tv

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Oh i miss you to much

I ain't gone judge

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

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

No swing and a miss shit,

After that moscato hit

But whats a mac attack, if the target you miss?

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

I been sober a fuckin' year

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

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

What did i miss growin up, a golden touch reversed

Need to be goin to hawaii, seein the world