This is a song about "Dark master"

You my master i can be your slave

Go get the money out the safe

Murdered every bod from my squad

After dark, one more to chalk

That's what rains for

Call me master splinter

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

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

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

You're the servant, i'm the master.