This is a song about "Mr sun"

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Hoppin' out a van

Mr mathers is the man

I told him get his 9 and run

My trophies gleam in a distant sun

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

We have nothing in common

I care for you more than sun

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one