This is a song about "Mastery"

Yo, i've have lyrical mastery

You a lady boss, now you fly free

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Plain flattery,fuck that its dastardly,the way i've reached my mastery

Mathematical mastery, move aside peasantry

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Dope next to shots vodka emotional victory my boi rich checkmate mastery

But they see no beauty in our lyrcial mastery

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

Yo, i've have lyrical mastery