This is a song about "Ms thomas"

Ms body burned onto the sun deck,

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

A gateway to louder things like powdered speed soon outta reach

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

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

The facts that are surging is down on ms. perfect

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

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites

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

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look