This is a song about "Master"

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

You is not hip then i can not coach her

I don't wanna obey the master

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

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

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

You my master i can be your slave

This is no trial, this a closed case

Control the mind of yo master

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Something worth dying for

Call me master splinter

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

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