This is a song about "Mrs grice"

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

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Secret missives to the mrs

You ain’t never been higher than this

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

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

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

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party