This is a song about "Mr stweicke"

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Like mr. sandman i am the closer/

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Aka mr. louisiana.

People thought it was mr bruce wayne

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

This shit ain't nothing new though

Welcome mr. rave this is your show