This is a song about "I miss my boys"

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Ma god i miss your nipples in my mouth

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

Chorus: i really miss you girl, this is my struggle.

Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

I was wrong, i miss my mom, it's hard to remain calm.

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

What to do, i would miss the simile on you face, cause thats my favorite place,

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

I stay short with my boys, kick facts an murder this beat with some sick raps,