This is a song about "Mrs officer"

Ok i see officer please let me explain

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Secret missives to the mrs

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

Now its 98 on ur pussy mate!,fck ya 2 shots i just shot u 2 hate!,

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

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

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

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Good evening officer i hope you're doin' okay

Cuz i got in the bag / tell the officer that i'm not to blame

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

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

Killing every officer as if its fate/ they took my dad away/ now this world

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst