This is a song about "Master yi"

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

They say i'm too nice to be a rapper

In case i betray my people and master

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Just know that i'm always

Fight the master and leave,

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

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

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Master mind my mental

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined