This is a song about "Miss what we had"

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

Lyrical miracle spiritual blood bath here we go miss..

Casuse girl i miss what we were

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

She dang near broke her back to give us what we had,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Just think of me and don't forget bout what we had

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

We would miss the motivation that those days would take from us

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

What did i miss growin up, a golden touch reversed