This is a song about "They miss mr"

Hoppin' out a van

Mr mathers is the man

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Things come and they go theres no need to miss em

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

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Miss "you" miss cues and misuse one's menu

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck