This is a song about "Mr biffin"

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Mr. right's running up,

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Money i make em buck

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,

So they just call me mr. fantastic

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick