This is a song about "Master chef"

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

I kill beats and faggots and you're no rap master

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Every body a chef,it's a stretching mission in your nana's second kitchen

I got something you've been waiting for

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

I fly a tailor and a private chef from sicily

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Chopping threw lyrics like im a masked chef

She going to borrow some money

Master, bubba, and lemon g,