This is a song about "Classocal masters"

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

#pitiful rappers attackin the masters, givin me reason to feed my murderous tendencies

Talking of the gods you serve

With a ba and a masters

I end rappers like chapters i spend masters like bankers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Burn and know i'm all over your masters master, but hazardous,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

You be get up on this fly shit baby

Looking for a leader cuz your masters shady,

In the rule book, it states equality inbetween race, but not even in the

You can produce those masterpieces,im smashing masters and visa's while you acting diva

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Cassidys in disses to teach me to eat the masters to pieces