This is a song about "Mr robertson"

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

Make room for the groom married to his music

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

Mr mathers is the man

Yeah, the kid in this thang

Mr. prezy, where head be

They say i talk like im god body

I ain't married, but i'm tryna find a keeper

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson