This is a song about "I miss you more and it kills me"

Think about it everyday damn girl i miss you.

I gotta tell you that my love is true

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

Always a jokester, stubborn as mule but i miss having you call me son

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,

I ain't gone judge

Oh i miss you to much

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

I gotta feel alive even if it kills me promise to always give the real me

I have over 300 confirmed kills

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Always a jokester, stubborn as mule but i miss having you call me son

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

It's all good, finna dog that

You looking dumb i couldn't miss it