This is a song about "Fuck mr somore"

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

But it seems like a scene outta flick

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

But now invisible cells around your brain

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

That i will leave earth with her

You be tapping like a mr

So they just call me mr. fantastic

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit