This is a song about "Mr holmes"

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

You got to have your game tight

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,

The answer is the lord like saturday night fever

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

So they just call me mr. fantastic

Bitches is artificially duck

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Mr mathers is the man