This is a song about "Master smack"

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops

Call me master splinter

Say bye bye to her

Wouldnt smack a woman but id smack a bitch

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

In case i betray my people and master

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer

Because back then i wasn't a master

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Smack you bitch that’s your fee

Smack ya with a mannequin, smack ya with your aspirin

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim