This is a song about "Missing you"

With a melody of missing you heavily

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

There'd still be niggas out killing

Hit it til your make up missing

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

Ain't got started other rappers aren't missing

But if you ain't got the dance they revoke your spinning

Everyday bless the several people missing.

Because i was what you’re missing.

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Everyone's mind is missing

Ain't got started other rappers aren't missing

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing