This is a song about "Miss lucy"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Read a fuckin dictionary, menage a trois with lucy and mary,

Oh i miss you to much

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

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

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Oh i miss you to much

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

We still miss your company

It ain't hard to make money

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

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

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

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this