This is a song about "Master mason"

Cuz im the female rapping master

But shawty know i'm a rapper

I don't wanna obey the master

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

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

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

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

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

You my master i can be your slave

But she took it in his place

Master mind my mental

Lady at the frank stand will