This is a song about "Fuck mr somore"

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

Shouts to mr rizzo

Maybe we just need to slow

Say what you wanna but

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

So they just call me mr. fantastic

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

I’m effervescent, just ask them

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

I call em up, they might fall through