This is a song about "Mr krabs"

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

Of impactful things one can ask for

Killing these niggas off quick

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

I just want somebody i can see

*devil* big assignment, mr. hutchison,

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Started flying off the handle, call me mr sheen