This is a song about "Kanes mrs"

Secret missives to the mrs

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me

Should have never let me free/ filled with hate / evil doings on my plate./

Senor bout to catch me being late come on mrs roberts cant the attendance wait