This is a song about "Mr drew"

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

My punchlines are more accurate that drew brees throws,

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Drew my blueprint, got it illustrated affiliated

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

I put that battery in backs ho small wonder

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

But somehow it made them listen

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,