This is a song about "Mess stress"

Yes sir, please confess

But you can't trash a mess

Kids giving their parents bad stress

I'm hoping i confess

Spending her time with him i guess

Express stress expect less

But thank god that i'm blessed, that's none of my stress

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Because congress need to access your last mess

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

And i'm a just take another guess

Success is best/unless the stress

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

And i'm plantin money trees but they don't bring me stress

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.