This is a song about "Mr all inone"

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Mr mathers is the man

Aka mr. louisiana.

My all gold rolly or the

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

You be tapping like a mr

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her