This is a song about "Rushons misses"

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

Like i could make you my misses, this shit is ideal.

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Undressing your misses i switch with evil vision

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

If no one misses you can it really be called tragic?

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Caring out the devils dirty work misses grim reeper shadow keeper

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Disses, on your misses

Bitches with big asses

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Rep misses a-u-g-a and now i'm going global/

Subliminal disses like missiles that never misses

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was