This is a song about "Ill miss you"

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Your papa your mama should tell you not to miss with me

Oh i miss you to much

I ain't gone judge

Or you just might miss my wink

Money is most of y'all interest

I dont need to throw darts to purposely miss you

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

On my phone miss havin you around

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

I dont want you to miss this

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Kissy kissy did you miss me