This is a song about "Miss imperfect"

I never miss everytime i pitch

Forever you my bottom bitch

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Ahh i knw i miss pronunciation

Lyrical miracle spiritual blood bath here we go miss..

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

Oh i miss you to much

I ain't gone judge

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

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

That's why i shine like i does

So bow down to the miss.

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

When i click clack i will never miss

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

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