This is a song about "Mrs foster"

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child

A foster mum while they

To throw it all away

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

Only thing he has is his music, pac in his ear telling him "they finna hate"

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

Go! you free to go about your business

Secret missives to the mrs

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

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