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
Here’s a tissue for you bitches
Secret missives to the mrs
You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs
You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches
And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby
They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me
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