This is a song about "Master piece"

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

All dem niggas gonna hate

Saying life's a piece of cake

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

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

The only time i flirt with her

Control the mind of yo master

Master mind my mental

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

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

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes