This is a song about "Master piece"

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

To cut up an put back together piece by piece

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

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

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

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Enemies freeze as i pull a piece

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

You don't want a piece of me, cuz the piece comes out

Malia family, we the family

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Never wrong at any level

Master mind my mental

What's next for me? i respect this piece

But now i'm pointin the finger at police