This is a song about "Mr krabs"

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

So they just call me mr. fantastic

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Jus like that no more drama from mr. osama.

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Welcome mr. rave this is your show

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

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

But there's nothing else inside

Mr. prezy, where head be

The good kid from the ugly city

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

I bet you hear that white music