This is a song about "Track master"

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

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

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

Just wait til the next track

I promise i'mma call you back

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Master mind my mental

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

And listen to this sick track

And i ain't frontin for her

Cuz im the female rapping master

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong