This is a song about "Mr day"

Mr. prezy, where head be

And its simple as that baby

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

You be tapping like a mr

And word i blew off herb i grew

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Aka mr. louisiana.

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

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

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her