This is a song about "Mr geagea"

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

Mr. prezy, where head be

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I’m effervescent, just ask them

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

And if i do go you better come through

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Say you don’t do what

Mr. right's running up,

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir