This is a song about "Jonathan the master"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

If you go a lil quick i spit a lil faster, im the rap master,

Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters

New world order and i'm the master of psychological disorders,

A master plan to control the mind of a black man

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Master the art so masterballs cant capture,the time is now the rapture,

Cause there'll never be peace

Fight the master and leave,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Servin' master, soft flesh up in the sun, they think they're shinin',