This is a song about "Mr badboy"

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Mr. right's running up,

A twenty somethin cup

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Aka mr. louisiana.

And you know i paint that picture

You be tapping like a mr