This is a song about "George a master"

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

See, william lynch had a master plan,

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

I'm classed as a castor of magic, a master of immaculate tactics

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

I'm in a another world just call me master chief

Prior to being a master liar, i was getting higher/

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

Into the canal, it took the discipline master, a frown and a while

And i don't make no bed rock

Caught george with a hand on his cock

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

Bringing fuel for clowning you weak fools cuz i'm a fool-proof master

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Luckily i'm a master of dispatchin', got a "send them to the pound" degree