This is a song about "Miss coleman"

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

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

Don't fuck around and make it true

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

I miss my cable tv

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

- you gon' fuckin' love me bitch

I never miss everytime i pitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

Oh i miss you to much

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

When i click clack i will never miss

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces