This is a song about "Mr nice"

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

I put that battery in backs ho small wonder

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Started off on thin ice

Why can't you just play nice

Mr. happy pop nice songs, i'll drop hip hop pipe bombs

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Preaching to the choir though

Shouts to mr rizzo

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion