This is a song about "Miss edwards"

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

I knew for sure, that's the person that i'd always miss.

I created this image

Oh i miss you to much

Miss you more with no bounce

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Blind sheep can't see signs,the warnings you will miss

So bow down to the miss.

Aight santana man...let's do this

Now you speaking my language

I never miss everytime i pitch

Your raps would just miss me

Or you'll drive me crazy

Keep in mind if you cross me ima swing without a miss.

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches