This is a song about "George a master"

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

A master plan to control the mind of a black man

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Dads gone so techinaclly im a basterd,my own man though im now the master,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

I'm an innovator fucking hater a master of this game

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

The weak compete, meet defeat, i'm master chief winning on a killing spree

Caught george with a hand on his cock

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Live my life through some film, man

See, william lynch had a master plan,

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

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its