This is a song about "The master"

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

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

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

I don't wanna obey the master

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

A master plan to control the mind of a black man

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

Cuz im the female rapping master

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Master of the quotables so please dont get emotional

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle