This is a song about "Master roshi"

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

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

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

And niggas flashing crazy

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

She suck my dick while i'm on a call

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Dastardly master rhyme caster

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Huh, i can't interpret her

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