This is a song about "Mr fowler"

These shows be packing tight

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

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Preaching to the choir though

Shouts to mr rizzo

I know you're mad, but so what

Mr. right's running up,

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

But i can't cry, instead i'm just a shoulder

Like mr. sandman i am the closer/

Rap sheet was as long as a sudanese brother

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster