This is a song about "Ms kuba"

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

The facts that are surging is down on ms. perfect

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

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

I think i just heard ms cleo

Ran outside to see the big show

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

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

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

Walked up and started to creep behind her, you reached within her reach

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Ms body burned onto the sun deck,

Kick back and know yo son set