This is a song about "Word master"

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

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

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

In every thought, in every word

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Just so happens mine they prefer

Call me master splinter

I don't wanna obey the master

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

Master tactician at work, crafting compositions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

In case i betray my people and master

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for