This is a song about "Mr cockrill"

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

And let them lames get your old number

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Regardless to all them, i appease her

You be tapping like a mr

Mr. right's running up,

We're young and we don't give a fuck