This is a song about "Dark master"

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic

And ya'll don't know no beef

Fight the master and leave,

Call me master splinter

Pour out a little liquor

See i am the master and the commander

They say i'm too nice to be a rapper

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

Dastardly master rhyme caster

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

In case i betray my people and master

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I know my calling's worth like phone card

I talk to myself in the dark