This is a song about "Miss mogelmoose"

Lyrical miracle spiritual blood bath here we go miss..

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Ahh i knw i miss pronunciation

Miss "you" miss cues and misuse one's menu

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Oh i miss you to much

Lv on my luggage

Hit and miss these fake crips

She likes the way it hits her lips

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

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

It's a beautiful bliss

So bow down to the miss.

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

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