This is a song about "Master swor"

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Master mind my mental

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Call me master splinter

But that's what he liked her

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

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

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

Master of hearts, history's most diabolical innovator

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Cuz im the female rapping master

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

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

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick