This is a song about "Im missi"

Im in these streets im gettin paid

She self made, i'm self made

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

Sometimes im afraid sometimes im engaged

Im gonna rap to prove im good

We was loonie i suppose, you could

After im gone im forgotten

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Im bout to give ya, im ridiculing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring