This is a song about "Master e"

A military mind mean money

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Cause it's like you're my mirror

Call me master splinter

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

Watch me fuck all these bitches

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

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

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

See, i like the person that you are

Dastardly master rhyme caster

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

I don't wanna obey the master