This is a song about "Mr robertson"

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

I never crack i got that chap stick

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Like mr. sandman i am the closer/

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her