This is a song about "I really miss my ex i wish i could spent the rest of my life with him"

Cause i been in the field life on the line with him

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

Could explore the world if i really wanted to just show em my passport

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Me for the rest of my life

Then put it into sex drive

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

I wish my girl could play the banjo

Wish i could be the daddy that neither one of us had

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Ones but i didn't really mean it i wish i could go back in time lord and apologize

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

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

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Wish i could just stop life for a moment, hit the pause/