This is a song about "Master suite"

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

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

And i ain't frontin for her

Dastardly master rhyme caster

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat

And then along came the wrong man for her

I don't wanna obey the master

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

I feel my flow in a villa suite and far out in a far out land

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

We love for a while then a light goes