This is a song about "I miss mum"

I really remember and miss all those times

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

By the way, hotel room number 218, yup that's the place i fucked his mum in

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

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

I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

I knew for sure, that's the person that i'd always miss.

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

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

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

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

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum