This is a song about "Miss"

I ain't gone judge

God i miss her so much

That's why i'm makin' money

Kissy kissy did you miss me

I miss my cable tv

Hopin' that my niggas see

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

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

Hit and miss these fake crips

The jiggas and the tips

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

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Lv on my luggage

Oh i miss you to much

I put some cash in ya pocket

No swing and a miss shit,