This is a song about "Mrs officer"

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

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

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

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

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

When you've made so many mistakes in life and you just want a clean slate!

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

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

Ok i see officer please let me explain

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

Secret missives to the mrs

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

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

My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name