This is a song about "I miss you every day"

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

I smoke blunt after every fucking day,

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

You bow down to me every day

If you out there let me hear you say

I be the savior, i heal every day,

I dont want you to miss this

But you hate them navel kisses

Oh i miss you to much

I ain't gone judge

Every day woke her up something you found,

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Everyday i miss her, and one day i might consider,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

I don't think kid would miss me, just continue with his day