This is a song about "Miss horn"

When i click clack i will never miss

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Horn, the devil, extar pointed by fucking horns

I ain't gone judge

God i miss her so much

The giant number who miss you

I'll tell you baby that we're through

What them tippers don't see

I miss my cable tv

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Fearing imma miss my chance

Mama made her pretty

Kissy kissy did you miss me