This is a song about "Masters"

With a ba and a masters

So you finally got the nerve

#pitiful rappers attackin the masters, givin me reason to feed my murderous tendencies

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

I end rappers like chapters i spend masters like bankers

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Cassidys in disses to teach me to eat the masters to pieces

Your fucking mouth and listen to what im talking about because my life is like a

You can produce those masterpieces,im smashing masters and visa's while you acting diva

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Opening up a new rap chapter, we're the twin masters

They link dancers and obey masters like captors

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers