This is a song about "Mr"

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

I wanted the money and never the fame

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

Like mr. sandman i am the closer/

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

He been waiting for his connection to come

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson