This is a song about "Master bait"

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

You are now being used as shark bait

Dastardly master rhyme caster

And that i spent the night with her

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Fight the master and leave,

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

Low income no bills getting paid

It's just my master plan.

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic

Thank you for letting me create this masterpiece, shark bait

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape