This is a song about "Ms thomas"

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

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

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

The facts that are surging is down on ms. perfect

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Sunroof flow so over your head

Ms body burned onto the sun deck,

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

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