This is a song about "Miss"

The giant number who miss you

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

No swing and a miss shit,

You can feel it via spirit

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

You know i’m better off without you

Ships that sail to distant places

What does "bully" mean to you miss?

So bow down to the miss.

Cause ignorance is bliss

I miss my cable tv

What them tippers don't see

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

Lyrical miracle spiritual blood bath here we go miss..

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

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