This is a song about "Master money"

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

The all loving immaculate master of all,

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

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

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

Control the mind of yo master

Baby, you know who you are

To click respond to your master carl

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

You my master i can be your slave

This is no trial, this a closed case