This is a song about "Mr dink"

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

Mr. prezy, where head be

But i think i like that, just maybe

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Searching for fortune and fame

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

Uh ha, you know what

Mr. right's running up,

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

Over me the same peeps that have died