This is a song about "Mr t widdy"

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

You is not hip then i can not coach her

You be tapping like a mr