This is a song about "Mrs judge"

Preferably judge free?

But i think i like that, just maybe

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

Fuck the judge tho i was fucken stoned

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Fuck the judge tho i was fucken stoned

I feel they praisin too much

Shit she could have one too, i don't judge

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

You don't know about hamlet? well i'm not here to judge,

Secret missives to the mrs

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Nothing but someone will always judge us,

Sometimes i feel so worthless