This is a song about "Mr blobby"

Or you'll drive me crazy

Mr. prezy, where head be

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

Aka mr. louisiana.

I try to tell them i'm one of the

That i will leave earth with her

You be tapping like a mr

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me