This is a song about "Master cheif"

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Because back then i wasn't a master

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

It's just my master plan.

Self made self paid man

Said when i do dirt wit her

I don't wanna obey the master

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

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

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

Not a rapper, i’m a raptor

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