This is a song about "Master bater"

I don't wanna obey the master

That i will leave earth with her

Control the mind of yo master

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

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

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

I am a master that mastered these passwords

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I can't obey them,i can't obey the master