This is a song about "Prestige master"

See i am the master and the commander

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

I am a master that mastered these passwords

Yeah hail mary full of grace

You my master i can be your slave

Hold to the glistening light every piece, with pride and prestige

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

It's just my master plan.

Master mind my mental

I'm mental, it's instrumental