This is a song about "Mister fister"

Before a nigga signed i had a healthier liver

Her brother look up to me, he callin me mister

Benny trip tryna fist her, like mister!

Just so happens mine they prefer

Your saying i suck, well fuck, i guess its my bad luck, mister buck,

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Two thousand and one years after the king came new salvation gave risen the grave

Your death's miscella-neous, say hi to mister hades man, these little games

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

Luck is gone for you mister kill a cop ain't steady

She said she wanna roll with me, she called me mister

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Tongue twister like a braid, mister, dont overrun my parade

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade