This is a song about "Miss lithgow"

Hit and miss these fake crips

It's moe, all i need is more chips

She do it with no hands

Fearing imma miss my chance

One night love: i'mma need that

No swing and a miss shit,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I miss my cable tv

Coming back with this shit bitch

I never miss everytime i pitch

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

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

The giant number who miss you

Watching for the cops that's moving through

But whats a mac attack, if the target you miss?

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places