This is a song about "Miss harris"

I never miss everytime i pitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Yes sir, please confess

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

No more amore, i refuse to force you

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

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

We still miss your company

Swerve swerve, fill it up, miss miss, don't forget

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

The giant number who miss you

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Your raps would just miss me

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

Lyrical miracle spiritual blood bath here we go miss..