This is a song about "Mrs grife"

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

Secret missives to the mrs

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

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

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

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

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

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