This is a song about "Mrs howey"

Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.

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

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

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

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

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

Secret missives to the mrs