This is a song about "I miss you mum"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

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

I dont want you to miss this

Niggas shoot over bitches

Oh, you look like my next victim

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

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

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Miss "you" miss cues and misuse one's menu

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Every time my mum tried to tell me the truth i was right there defending you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

Everyday that i miss you it brings back the woe.

Flyer than the rest of them

I care for you more than my mum