This is a song about "Mrs adams"

Secret missives to the mrs

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

Im that fiend bloody stacy adams trigger finger diamond ring

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

Lyrically ma talent makes you wanna poke your prostate admire n masturbate

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

Takin' over the scene, couple stacks for the feature

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

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

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping sammy adams