This is a song about "Mr fairfield"

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr

The answer is the lord like saturday night fever

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,

Shouts to mr rizzo

Call me whatever joe

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun