This is a song about "Mr lynch"

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Blow trees like a hurricane

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

At this love thing toe to toe

Shouts to mr rizzo

Mr. prezy, where head be

Fuck fame, fuck money

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

But we should be body to body

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion