This is a song about "I miss you but you dont feel the same"

I've had it. i can feel death but i dont feel panic

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Oh i miss you man but it wasn't meant to be

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Oh i miss you to much

Man but this ain't no sign language

Everyday that i miss you it brings back the woe.

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

Holler if you feel like you've been down the same road (same road)

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

But you're already gone and i miss you alright.

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

My home girl told me i got an issue

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Everyday that i miss you it brings back the woe.