This is a song about "George a master"

My master plan opens a door unopened/

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

See, william lynch had a master plan,

I put that shit on my man

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

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

Comin' after me and then you fall into a master plan

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Graduate as a master in fact a big factor

Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

George jackson packin' a magnum

I told him get his 9 and run

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

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