This is a song about "Spongebob krusty krab sandycheeks mr krabs"

Started flying off the handle, call me mr sheen

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

We getting money, you can face the facts

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

They like talking, its like gossip

Mr. right's running up,

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Than the rollercoaster from spongebob the fire fist o' pain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,