You can call me master
Master of my fate
You can call me master
Master of my fate
Who will you call?
Before it’s too late
I will call my master
Master of my fate

Life is a revolving door, sometimes, we have no handle
On it, but everything will be fine as Tisha Campbell
In the 90s, the pages of a book is where you’ll find me
The watchmaker, your attention span is so timely
A contract for eternal life, you can sign me
Up, in these clone wars, the way to win/twin is Siamese
I be in deep water, luckily I have high knees
Became the Skywalker everybody thinks so highly
Of, and I never been afraid of solitude
No need to complain if they don’t wanna rock with you
The only validation I need is of my own
Stars shine together but the sun shines alone

You can call me master
Master of my fate
You can call me master
Master of my fate
Who will you call?
Before it’s too late
I will call my master
Master of my fate

Whatever you believe you give it value
Truth don’t entertain, it doesn’t exist to wow you
Netflix to distract you from your afflictions
Claim to see God while hiding behind religion
Misquoting scripture to support your bad decisions
It’s not enough to have good faith but lack precision
Won’t take advice, too cheap to pay attention
They can take your money but they can’t take your wisdom
Glass is half empty, but drink it like it’s the fullest
The type fall then bounce back like a rubber bullet
And run into a clock 'til I ran out of time
Living in my heart which stands out my mind

You can call me master
Master of my fate
You can call me master
Master of my fate
Who will you call?
Before it’s too late
I will call my master
Master of my fate

Rather master my mind cause I don’t know how to gamble
Rather be silent cause I don’t know how to ramble
Why lead with your words when you can lead by example?
The intelligence I show off will never get canceled
I’m on a higher plane
It’s Mach 3 when the heir/air travels
Top to bottom, from my crown to the sacral
Chakra, flow so heavy, make a gallon follow the liter
Your faith don’t mean shit if God don’t believe you
Do Re Fa So La Ti Do
I’m saying mind your business don’t worry bout Me
Yo, pray for the miseducated negroes
And manifest quietly, you never heard a tree grow


You can call me master
Master of my fate
You can call me master
Master of my fate
Who will you call?
Before it’s too late
I will call my master
Master of my fate

What will you call on?
Who will you be?
Before you pass on
Who will you be?