This is a song about "Drunk master"

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Control the mind of yo master

Master mind my mental

Never wrong at any level

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

When mom && dad got drunk, daddy abused mommy

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Dastardly master rhyme caster

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

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

I think that i must be drunk

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions