This is a song about "Mr lema"

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

You be get up on this fly shit baby

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,

You be tapping like a mr

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Don't fuck around and make it true

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Welcome mr. rave this is your show

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

2dopeboyz i know you like this

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

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck