This is a song about "Mrs shim"

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

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

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

To the god you praise, i'm about detonate, satisfy and educate

Oh its over whole time she knows this

Secret missives to the mrs

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

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