This is a song about "Mr stranger"

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Fucked around and messed with the wrong stranger.

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Treated like a stranger in my straitjacket

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Complete stranger defeat chaser enter my chamber

This is to my unborn child

Complete stranger with a dope mind.

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Me makes you a stranger. turn your back making you a hater.

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

I'd rather tell a stranger

If they ain’t talking bout paper