This is a song about "Weed and missing my mom tgats gone"

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

The weed gets me higher and my rhymin it inspires

Who know this be the life that i really live

Hoping that he's listening

And you know i aint missing

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

The shit that you're spittin's diminished, and now missing like my virginity

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

All my weed was gone they even took my grinder too

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Everynight i stare, and say my prayers, blood drips from the missing layers,