This is a song about "Mrs waddington"

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

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

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Secret missives to the mrs

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

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

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