This is a song about "Mr hickey"

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Aka mr. louisiana.

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

As many grains of salt as bacon

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

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

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim