This is a song about "Mrs wilson"

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

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

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

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

Just do it tonight before it's too late, ignore the whole world but don't hate

You ain't working hard as this

Secret missives to the mrs