This is a song about "Mr broome"

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

Like mr. sandman i am the closer/

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Aka mr. louisiana.

Money long from here to japan

Mr mathers is the man

Mr. right's running up,

I know you're mad, but so what

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true