This is a song about "Mr fairfield"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Aka mr. louisiana.

My all gold rolly or the

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

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

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

And maybe cupid won't miss

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,