This is a song about "Missing a lover"

Took the van, went snatch her

Nicki is my lover

Pussy and patron make you feel alright

No wander ya skills missing a slight.

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

Take another hit, buzzer feels like a full recover, its my lover

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

If you don't understand you'll be missing out, what a tragedy

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

With a melody of missing you heavily

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

In the mirror? i think im turning you into a lover.

What's it you're missing oh yeah skill like you have a mill

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Rather have a better lover then a lame lair