This is a song about "Mr lara"

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Aka mr. louisiana.

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

I can smell it when i go outside

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion