This is a song about "Mr lynch"

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Aka mr. louisiana.

Mr. prezy, where head be

No it ain't easy

Mr mathers is the man

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Mr. right's running up,

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

That would be cool, if she was your lover