This is a song about "Mr traumatic"

Things get traumatic when i get combative my pragmatic is classic

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Mr. prezy, where head be

Knowing you can no longer party

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

I'll give ya post traumatic stress disorder as my rhymes kill ya

I'm rolling down the window

Shouts to mr rizzo