This is a song about "Ms ingle"

Ms body burned onto the sun deck,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

She's known as ms. understood, but she stood

I think i just heard ms cleo

What's the deal with the nets though

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

The facts that are surging is down on ms. perfect

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Choose the smoothest truest bleakest speechless out of reach

Hitting the mary jane and fucking ms. stacy on the beach

I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Ms. funs-a-lot with a smile for the critics

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits