This is a song about "Main"

This main niggas may be getting figures,

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Owned rap made it my do-main,

He don't do the same

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Im the main one falling down the hill

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Now you speaking my language

Your main chick is now my bitch

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

Main attaction dont come without skills,or luck

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick