This is a song about "I miss her"

I miss the times when i was glad

We never tattle, let god handle that

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

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

I miss her so much i want to just grab a knife

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Yea baby i miss you so damn much

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

And i hugged her and told her id miss her,

If they ain’t talking bout paper

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

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

Damn i miss her , put no one above her but god she still first

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Oh i miss you to much