This is a song about "Mister stevens"

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

Reminisce upon the days when i was watching even stevens/

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

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

He says i'm at level 2 with my rhymes, mister amir, wait for tough times,

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

But we speaking to heathens and all these even stevens who don't need a reason

Or something that you paid for

Mister please can i have some more

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Her brother look up to me, he callin me mister

Benny trip tryna fist her, like mister!

And you know i paint that picture