This is a song about "Mr traumatic i liv"

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Rap game mr. kipling with the way i bake cakes,/

And hide, but he got knocked by the homicideand this happens everyday around my way

Do i really gotta give it away, mr.... "i can take anyone any given day

When my family finds my body i hope it feels traumatic

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Aka mr. louisiana.

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Mr reeve is sitting, i don't wanna be sitting

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing