This is a song about "Master j and hotsause"

Into the canal, it took the discipline master, a frown and a while

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Only way to leave is by smoking this j, and drifting away, into space,

Bro when me and j dot take the spot you're facin a storm

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd

I am the master of me, and my past is what shapes me,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Light the j like racist light the cross and then i face it

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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