This is a song about "Missing my husband"

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Debatable. no debate when you turn up missing.

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

Everyone's mind is missing

I need a little room

No groom husband, no bloom

Because of my mom and her dead beat husband

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

Ain't got started other rappers aren't missing

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I'll beat your ass like a jealous husband.

One day i'll earn my recognition, spit till my vocal cords are missing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Now he's starting to think the screws in my head aren't lose but missing

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening