This is a song about "Rap master"

I kill beats and faggots and you're no rap master

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I am a master that mastered these passwords

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Master mind my mental

Just to let you know, you are

Because back then i wasn't a master

Yeah, right, get over here faster

I don't wanna obey the master

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

If you go a lil quick i spit a lil faster, im the rap master,

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her