This is a song about "Ms wong"

The facts that are surging is down on ms. perfect

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

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

Shouldn't have to turn my words into objects just to make a figure of speech

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

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Ms body burned onto the sun deck,

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

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

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

Than anything ms. teacher said in my math class

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

I think i just heard ms cleo

And i made it with that dope flow