This is a song about "Miss mauguire"

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

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

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Fearing imma miss my chance

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

I ain't gonna lie some rappers come close but they still miss....

When you spill out hits

Hit and miss these fake crips

God i miss her so much

Now you speaking my language

No swing and a miss shit,

One night love: i'mma need that

The voice inside my head (i miss you, i miss you)

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Swear i'm trying to get through

The giant number who miss you