This is a song about "Mr t"

And i don't run counters no more

You don;t thin anymore

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Now i can draw your face up pretty

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

My nigga for life though

Shouts to mr rizzo

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

So they just call me mr. fantastic

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion