This is a song about "I m the grime master"

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

As we return with a crash, to smash the grime scene

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

So until i see past the green pasture, me being supreme master, ain't

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

You're the servant, i'm the master.

Yeah, right, get over here faster

When you talkin illest rapper

Cuz im the female rapping master

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah