This is a song about "Miss my hommies"

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

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Or you just might miss my wink

The former, position of a pimp

My best friend armani lost her arm at the border

I don't wanna die, i miss my wife and my daughter

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

So bow down to the miss.

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Ma god i miss your nipples in my mouth

What does "bully" mean to you miss?

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches