This is a song about "Mr blobby"

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

And if i do go you better come through

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Mr. prezy, where head be

But i think i like that, just maybe

Regardless to all them, i appease her

You be tapping like a mr

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Mr. right's running up,

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Wittier than any nigga, sicker then a wino kidney liver

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr