This is a song about "Mrs lees"

Wearin’ my lees, i’ma bend the ply bar

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

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

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

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

The world needs less stans and more stan lee's

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

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

Secret missives to the mrs

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches