This is a song about "Main"

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Your pride flows through the air like the lions main

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay

It's like a stain, the main memory,

Same shit you said yesterday

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Main attaction dont come without skills,or luck

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

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

Pa skillin we on a roll like thick strippers

This main niggas may be getting figures,

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick

Or something that you paid for

Making music is the main goal better