This is a song about "Mister keynes"

Mister incredible, has to be credible

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter

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

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Mister spitting super fly at any nigga who deny

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Mister incredible, has to be credible

Her brother look up to me, he callin me mister

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Benny trip tryna fist her, like mister!

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

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