This is a song about "Mr cuddles"

Bad bitches never loved them though

Welcome mr. rave this is your show

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr

Mr. prezy, where head be

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

He's an old-aged granny who cuddles and hugs kits

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks