This is a song about "Missing feelings"

Everyday bless the several people missing.

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

And this will be the song that we sing

2 weeks later you show up missing

So here i am at the store for some chips

I don't give a fuck about feelings,

Out of this coviction of feelings

She likes the way it hits her lips

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Debatable. no debate when you turn up missing.

Words cannot describe my feelings

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

When people started missing alright

What happened to feelings

We buy cars, y’all flip whips