This is a song about "Mr cuddles"

A twenty somethin cup

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Mr. c----n does this shit right

Not only had the fiend died