This is a song about "Masters"

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

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

I end rappers like chapters i spend masters like bankers

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

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

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

With a ba and a masters

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Burn and know i'm all over your masters master, but hazardous,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

They link dancers and obey masters like captors

#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