This is a song about "I am the gamer rap master"

In case i betray my people and master

You is not hip then i can not coach her

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

I am transforming, into a rap spirit,

Poke out from behind her

Control the mind of yo master

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

I wonder why we take from our women

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

I am the light in the pit the slim in the fit the foundation of this rap domestication

I am the master of me, and my past is what shapes me,

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I am the personification of rap

We never tattle, let god handle that

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster