This is a song about "Servant"

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

You servant,to the industry when your skill is honestly worthless,

Feel like i was servant

I ain't trying to be ignorant

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

I'm hip hops servant, i give the best cause it deserves it

You're the servant, i'm the master.

Or something that you paid for

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Now you be a servant

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Made the serpent my servant, wrote down my murder sermon.