This is a song about "Missing he"

Bun b, i’m underground king

Hit it til your make up missing

Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

When people started missing alright

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Everyday bless the several people missing.

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Ain't got started other rappers aren't missing

Before they missing all their teeth

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

You ain't know what you missing

Listen, these niggas is tripping

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

Hit it til your face go missing