This is a song about "Missing you im alone"

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

You wouldn't be missing if you weren't dissing

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

But where has he gone im all alone

You got burned now you walking home alone

Playing with fire is a danger zone

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

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Im alone and rejected

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

But you aren't alone,

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

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