This is a song about "Mr"

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

Bought a brand new car for my after party

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Aka mr. louisiana.

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Like mr. sandman i am the closer/

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

She's cute but her forehead's big

Mr. prezy, where head be

I'm on i-80 though with my baby