This is a song about "Mr anderson"

So they just call me mr. fantastic

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

Grown men never should bite their tongue

Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger

You be tapping like a mr

Shouts to mr rizzo

Turning to ground zero

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

You ain't more street so go suck your mother

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby