This is a song about "Mr krabs"

You be tapping like a mr

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

She said i'm ready to fuck

Mr. right's running up,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

The krusty krabs and the people called haitians

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

What up girl, tell me how you been

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Mr. prezy, where head be

Let me rideuntil i get free

Still the man with the pan

Mr mathers is the man