This is a song about "Mrs officer"

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

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

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Ok i see officer please let me explain

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

Good evening officer i hope you're doin' okay

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

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

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

Lyrically ma talent makes you wanna poke your prostate admire n masturbate

I swear ri got a hit with this

Secret missives to the mrs