This is a song about "Mr dingle"

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Say what you wanna but

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Mr. right's running up,

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

So they just call me mr. fantastic

Mr. prezy, where head be

Third ward general, young cash money

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her