This is a song about "Main"

Must be something you want me to see

It's like a stain, the main memory,

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

We're the main ingredients to making good love salt and pepper

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Zonin on these emotions yo flow is my main component

Owned rap made it my do-main,

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

And i ain't trying to land

I'm the main person in the cast

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Find whatever it is you need/ from the bomb bay car fucking hoes on main/

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

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick