This is a song about "Mr cushing"

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

But that’s just life, where i’m from

Aka mr. louisiana.

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

I walk down cushing on the dyke back and forth i'm pacing

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Make them more insecure when they caught one

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

So they just call me mr. fantastic

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster