This is a song about "Mr rodgers"

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

And word i blew off herb i grew

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

What, what ... project shit what

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck