This is a song about "Master ninja"

Good love then i can do that for her

Because back then i wasn't a master

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

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

For all the ninja that done to me

Chillin' with homies and family

It's just my master plan.

Like as if i didn’t know man

Call me master splinter

And i just want to hold her