This is a song about "Mrs grice"

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

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

Secret missives to the mrs

I run scandals with savages

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

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

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

Just do it tonight before it's too late, ignore the whole world but don't hate